/monster/ Monster general thread. OP is a faggot and forgot

>>8178614
>moonsters
Nice job proofreading your post, OP.

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So, other than neurodyne, does /monster/ know any good monster artists?

>>8178614
<architect_message>
| pastebin.com/u/DistanceArchitect
| This is the archive for the story so far
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>>8180480
Many thanks, DistanceAnon.

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>>8178707
>moonsters
I feel like there's a potential pun in there...

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can some tell me why do people like this because i really want to kown

>>8181505
<architect_message>
| It is no issue. Please attempt to
| include it in the first post next time.
| Also, there have been some issues
| that have cropped up lately. This
| is what was responsible for the
| lack of continuation. I am not sure
| when Distance will be continued.
| It may be tonight, or it may be later.
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>>8179300
artist?

>>8186994
>filename
Come on, anon. It says Dalus.

Spooky

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Page 10 bump

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quick reminder that this happened
http://pastebin.com/juQVU0jv

>>8193353
Yeah, it happened. But... why did it happen?

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>>8195839
It needed to happen.

So I've got some stuff to work on, but a good chunk of the next chapter of Baseline is ready to be posted. I'll do that tonight.

Also, for discussion's sake, are there any other monsters from other media that you guys like?

>>8197931
Looking forward to the update.

>>8183648
Either way, sorry for the inconvenience, DistanceAnon. I'll include your pastebin next time I start a monster thread.

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>loka and scp threads being dying so they merge into monster general
>monster general starts dying

>>8202598
I think these threads are just naturally slow. More or less.

>>8202833
That and many of the content creators died. For example Fecundanon never came back.

>>8202598
I hope what I've been doing is helping keep the place alive.

Anyways, here begins Baseline chapter 23.
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>Sunlight filtered in through the blinds on the window, and a few rays were perfectly aimed to shine upon your eyes.
"Fuck."
>You rubbed your eyes and sat up.
[ Wha... what is it? ]
>Mal0 rolled over and was blinded by the light as well.
[ Right... morning. Ugh, how long have we been asleep? ]
>You checked the clock.
[| 10:46 |]
"Around twelve hours, I think."
>That included the interruption from whatever had attacked you last night.
>And you had a headache that was reminiscent of the sort of soreness that came from intense exercise.
>Dull until you tried to think too much about anything or focus on any links, then it seemed to sharpen to a razor point.
[ It feels good, being able to sleep in like this. ]
>She sat up and wrapped her arms around you, then laid her head in the space between your neck and shoulder.
>Her soft fur rubbed against your skin, and the warmth threatened to drag you back to sleep.
[ Twelve hours is a bit much though. We do have things to do today. ]
"What's the plan, then?"
[ Let's have breakfast. Then we need to talk about what happened last night. ]
"Right..."
>Nobody knew about your Weaving abilities yet, and you planned on keeping it that way.
>You'd just have to come up with a believable explanation as to how you killed an entity made of information.
>It was a better option than whatever the Foundation had planned for you if they knew what you were truly capable of.

>>8203536
>You and Mal0 walked down the stairs to see an odd sight.
>Draga was wearing an apron and a chef hat.
>Charles was taking a picture of her with his phone, and grinning while he did it.
>Meanwhile, Draga was cooking a variety of foods.
>Having four arms seemingly gave her a large advantage when it came to cooking, as it allowed her to manage a good many things at once.
>A pan full of scrambled eggs was cooking next to another with four pancakes on it.
>There was also bacon, which excited Mal0, and a bunch of sliced fruit on a platter.
>Charles turned around and noticed you watching the scene.
>"Uh... good morning."
"What are you doing?"

>He stifled a laugh.
>Of course he was dicking around like this.
>You nor Draga seemed to mind though.
>She was actually smiling and... humming along with a radio that was playing in the kitchen.
>You recognized the song immediately.
>Fucking Take On Me.
>Charles stood up from his chair and walked over to you.
>"I was just snapping a few pictures, you know?"
>Of course his tone indicated some hint of verbal irony, but there was also something else.
"Okay..."
>"Hey, come on now. It's not like I've been able to see her for a while."
>Oh.
>You held up a finger to Mal0 and pulled Charles down the hall and into the guest bedroom.

>>8203536
>I hope what I've been doing is helping keep the place alive.
You're doing your best and that's all I can ever ask of you.

>>8202598
>>8202950
I'm not the best artist, but I'll attempt 1 request.

>>8207009
Loka and Jeanette doing a cute thing together
snuggling

>>8209077
Nice.

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>>8193353

bump, and more monster pronz please

>>8203980
"Okay, real quick thing here. Are you-"
>"Yeah. I know exactly what you are thinking. And the answer is yes."
>You were left speechless for a moment.
>Though it's always been a thought lingering in the back of your mind, you never expected it to be true.
>"We've kept in touch throughout the MTF training process. Draga and I... well, we get along well. By that, I mean that we both seem to care a lot about each other. We talked a lot... about a lot of things. And things happened and things kept happening..."
>He sighed as his face reddened.
>"I know it's weird but I hoped you would understand. You love who you love, you know?"
>You put a hand on his shoulder.
"Of course. If she's the one for you, then go for it."
>A slight smile grew on his face.
"The bigger question though... Have you said anything about this to her?"
>"Uh... I don't really know how she'll take it, you know? I haven't actually went out and asked her about anything like that."

"Well, you don't know if she wants you like that if you never ask. She's not one to go out and say things like that."
>Considering that she used to harbor an undying hatred for humanity and/or all other life, it
was a believable conclusion.
>Even so, she'd changed a lot since then, a lot since the single moment that you somehow cured the agony that she had existed in.
>"Alright... I'm gonna ask her."
>He raised a finger before you could reply.
>"After breakfast. I think it'll be better. You guys go out and do something and I'll try to ask."
>It would probably be for the better if you and Mal0 discussed last night's events in private before bringing it up to the others.
>Get the story straight, figure out exactly what the fuck that was, then let them know.
"Probably a good idea. Just be gentle with how you approach the topic."

>>8221165
>"Yeah, yeah, I got-"
{The food is ready!}
>Draga's voice echoed down the hall.
>He paused for a moment before standing up.
>You gave him a smile and a thumbs up as the both of you headed back down the hall and into the dining room.
>The table was already set, and it looked like something out of a magazine.
>The food was damn near artistically plated, and it all looked damn good.
[ Come on, let's all sit down. ]
>Mal0 sat in one of two chairs on one side of the table, and motioned for you to take a seat next to her.
>That would leave the other two chairs next to each other open for Charles and Draga.
>Maybe Mal0 had caught on to the situation and set this up.
>Or not, though either way you would prefer to sit next to her.
>She was still your wife, after all.

>Meanwhile, Draga was turning the stove off and removing the apron.
{ Give me a moment to sit down before you begin eating. }
>She was wearing nothing but a pair of large sweatpants and a tank top underneath the chef outfit.
>The tuft of fur around her neck puffed out around the shirt, giving the slightest impression of a mane.
>Charles eyes lingered on Draga's tall frame for a bit more than necessary.
>She looked up and gave him a smile that was likely a bit more frightening than intended, though her eyes contained an almost maternal warmth.
>Yeah, this thing between them was gonna work out just fine.

>>8222584
>Draga and Charles took a the two seats across from you and Mal0.
>The slight cocking of Mal0's head indicated the fact that she did not know what was happening.
>Mal0 looked at Charles after a moment.
[ So, did you sleep well last night? ]
>The question broke the slightly awkward silence.
>"Yeah. A lot better than normal, actually."
[ Well, that's good to hear because we've got a busy day ahead of us. ]
>She reached over and grasped your hand in her own.
[ Well, not really. But it should be a lot of fun. ]
>At this point, the conversation had slowed due to the ever present plates of food in front of everyone.

>You took a bite of the eggs first.
>And they were at least restaraunt quality.
>Everything on your plate tasted like it had been cooked by a professional.
>"Draga, how much have you been practicing?"
>Charles looked surprised at the fact that Draga had somehow learned to cook within the fourteen months the three of you were away.
>It didn't surprise you though, considering that Draga didn't require sleep, which meant that she could spend that time elsewhere.
{ I studied some recipes and learned the processes from many videos on the internet. }
>"Do you have photographic memory or something?"
{ It is alike to that concept, though I am able to also recall the techniques used and- }
>"Okay, so the gist of it is that you can pretty much learn anything at a whim?"
{ Yes. It is a useful skill... }
>Her voice trailed off.

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you guys like spooky deers?
-DT

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Have goo creatures been mentioned yet?

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>>8224876
Doesn't belong.

>>8223177
more

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Anon on /fethr/ said you guys take turians?

>>8230958
Ah, the infamous titty monster.

>>8230998
one of the best kind of monsters

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>>8230998
>titty monster
>that
Pffft!

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>>8230151
I hope so.

>>8234376
Moar sexy skull-dog/wolf?

>>8223177
>Draga didn't seem put off or anything, though it appeared that she felt as if she didn't fit in.
>One with characteristics like her, so alien to most people, it was understandable.
>Even so, she was pretty much like a big sister to you.
>"It's pretty cool, anyways. The food is good too."
>He obviously didn't know where to go with the conversation, but he was attempting to carry on nonetheless.
>Everyone agreed with him though, but only with a nod of the head due to the fact that your mouth was full.
{ Thank you. I am glad to hear that you all enjoy it. }
>That seemed to clear the awkward silence and Draga's distant expression.
{ Cooking is an interesting process. I would have never considered food as something to be enjoyed like this. But it is pleasant to sit with everyone and enjoy a meal. }
>"Especially when you cook like this. Pretty good, you know."
>The conversation carried on for a while before fading out as everyone cleared their plates.
>And now it was time to leave them be and take Mal0 outside.

>You nudged Charles's shoulder.
>Then you gave him another thumbs up.
>He leaned closer to you.
>"Yeah, yeah, I got it. You guys clear out. and I'll ask."
>Two birds with one stone, and the stone was ready to fire.
>As Charles walked away, you grabbed Mal0's hand.
"We're heading outside!"
>You called to the others as you and her walked down the hall to the front door.
[ Where are we going to go? ]
>There was a small pond on the property that was typically a good place to go to relax.
>"The pond sounds like a good place to go."
[ Alright. ]
>The two of you headed out the door and began the walk across the field of the property.

>>8223387
shes pretty
>ywn reach out and hold hands with deer lady
>ywn discuss and laugh over the conjured souls of the dead
>ywn snuggle in her cloak

>>8239126
>There was a slight breeze going through the area.
>The sky had few clouds within it, leaving that great big blue expanse relatively untouched.
>It was nice out here for late January.
[ So, do you have any idea who would've done something like that to you? A cognitohazardous entity is some serious stuff. ]
>Seeing as everyone you'd met in the Foundation seemed to have no reason to want you dead, you had no idea who could be the culprit.
>Knowing how things usually went though, it wouldn't be long until they tried something else.
>"I've got no clue, if I'm being entirely honest. There's no one that I've met with any solid reason to do that."
[ I suppose you're right. ]
>You were now walking on a dirt path through the field, rocks and dead plants crunching underfoot.
>It was silent for a bit of time, then you heard a something within the foliage nearby.
>And you saw the radiating waves of instability emanating from the dense trees.
"Mal0, stay back!"
>She stood a little ways behind you, though still in a stance indicative of her readiness to fight.
[ What is it? ]

>You had no idea what lay within the plants.
>Until a voice called out to you.
>"Hey! Anon!"
>That was... Indi?
>How did they get here?
>"This is really nice out here! Like, all green and stuff."
>You still needed to catch up, and Mal0 looked just as confused.
>"It's also warm and nice and pretty and cold and-"
"Alright, we get it. But how did you get here?"
>Indi seemed to shrink back a bit.
>"I uh... stowed away in your luggage?"
>It's expression was apprehensive, and its voice was shaky.
>"Are you mad at me? I can go back if you want..."
>Mal0 replied before you could.
[ No, no, it's fine. We were just surprised is all. If you want to keep walking with us, you can. ]
>Indi's face immediately brightened.
>"Yay!"
>Still childlike in its behavior, though it was getting to be somewhat endearing at this point.
>And so you continued walking with Indi and Mal0.

-End of Baseline chapter 23-

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>>8237435
Well I got more of that character but not from the same artist so quality/preference might vary.

Also the creature is called SCP-1471.

>>8244205
Many thanks, Anon.

>It was quiet here.
>This old, rusted warehouse was silent.
>None of them around, nothing to fight, nothing to run from.
>A place where they hopefully couldn't find you, where you could rest.
>After searching through the area, you discovered a few areas that you could hide.
>Just in case.
>A pile of boxes, an old, broken down fridge, a few closets, and a few lockers here and there.
>The wound on your left leg would prove to be an issue if the situation required a quick escape, however, as it made movement difficult.
>You sat down on one of the wodden crates, then checked the gash that trailed upwards from your ankle, spiraling upwards in a jagged path to your knee.
>The bleeding had stopped, but the possibility of infection was still a threat.
>You had seen many pass from sepsis; without antibiotics a small wound could be dangerous if not treated properly.
>Your leg lacked the telltale red streaks that indicated that brand of certain death.
>The bandages on your leg would need to be changed soon, and you were running out of medical supplies.
>Though the gradual decrease in material that your pack held was a blessing in the form of a greater ability to manuever, it was also a constant reminder of your current, dwindling state of existence.

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>>8244858
np

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>>8245357

>>8244919
>It made the anxious blend of fear, dread, and exhaustion that much worse.
>This hour would mark the forty-third you had been without sleep.
>It had taken a toll on you, made everything that much more difficult, made every moment a well blended mash of perception that lended nothing to assist your survival.
>You forced yourself to stand and make your way back to the pile of boxes that you had passed.
>It would be a suitable place to rest, as it would provide a warning to whoever lay within in the form of a loud variety of sound.
>With that warning, you could use the one bullet that rested in the magazine of your pistol.
>You crawled in between the boards and scrap metal, then collapsed inside of the pile of broken material.
>Nothing would be able to see you in here, so you hoped.
>The thoughts didn't have time to tear your slumber apart this time around though.
>The world darkened around you as your mind faded from concsiousness.

There was a new scent in this place.
It crawled along the ceiling, searching.
It hadn't eaten in such a long time.
The thought of warm, bloody flesh... it salivated at the thought.
All it needed to do was find it, find the source of the scent.

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>>8245463
>good story buildup
I'm actually kinda spooked. Good job.

>>8245463
>Light rain tinkling along the metal roof of the warehouse.
>The wind whistling through this place.
>Sunlight.
>And you were awake.
>The old watch that you had strapped around your wrist with a length of twine indicated that it was around two in the afternoon.
>For the first time in a long while, your head was not clouded with exhaustion and the desire to sleep.
>You could think clearly, your sight was not blurred, and the lack of balance was gone.
>The place where you had slept was a wise choice, as little light and water seeped through the gaps.
>You were hopefully safe for the moment.
>So you decided to take this time to change the bandages on your leg.
>Slowly peeling them away was agonizing, but necessary to make sure that the wound was not reopened.
>It was healing at a good pace, and the ointment that you had found was definitely helping the process along.
>There were no signs of infection either.
>You breathed out a sigh of relief.

It had found the source of the scent.
Metallic and sharp.
A fresh wound.
Easy prey.
Through the small gaps in the makeshift shelter, it glimpsed the sight of its prey.
A strong, sterile scent pervaded the air for a moment.
It clambered down to get a better view and heard a slight, almost unnoticable vocalization of pain.

>>8246054
>The wound was clean now, after being disinfected with alchohol.
>You had to bite back a scream though, for it burned worse than anything you had ever felt in your life.
>It was a small price to pay to continue living.
>You rubbed some ointment around the wound, then used the last of the gauze and bandages to cover it.
>That was all that you had.
>At least you still had a bit of food and water left.
>Two cans of sardines and three bottles of water.
>Canned fish was typically left behind by most scavengers, and it had become something of a godsend for you.
>You gripped the lid of a can and peeled it open.
>The fish had a strong smell to them, but the taste wasn't half bad.
>After a few sips of water you were ready to keep moving.
>You didn't know where you were going, but you had to travel from town to town to obtain supplies.
>It was rough, and your injured leg had only complicated things.

There was another strong aroma now.
Familiar, but still exotic.
The man was crawling out of his shelter.
It watched for the perfect time to strike.
He was halfway out, legs still within the odd tunnel of wreckage.
It silently skittered across the floor, being careful to stay out of his sight.
Now it was in perfect position.

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>OH boi a mosnter thread, I love drawing those!
>just porn and writefags
Oh well, I'm gonna keep posting sketches and I do commissions, free sketch at this level if you want. Just ask here, I got a few hours.

>>8246632
I'm partial to sea monsters. Requesting Nessie.

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>>8246704
Next on the hitlist then,

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>>8246704
Took longer than I wanted to initially because this was fun

>>8246952
Thanks for drawing, I like it!

>>8246584
>You were on your way out of the hiding place.
>It was slightly claustrophobic, and your leg ached as you crawled through the cramped space.
>You were halfway out when you heard the clang of metal falling and hitting the floor.
>It made you jump, your pulse skyrocket, due to the sudden contrast to the silence.
>You took a moment to look around and ensure that nothing was here, holding your breath all the while.
>They hadn't followed you to this place, but that didn't mean you should forgo being cautious.
>You slowly pulled yourself out of the alcove and stood up.
>It was always somewhat unsettling, being in a place like that.
>They could catch you trapped within and take you apart at their leisure.
>You swept your attention across the area, looking for what may have created the sound earlier.

The man appeared to be in an alerted state.
It would be spotted and lose its advantage if it didn't strike now.
It quietly slipped around his gaze, slowly weaving its way through the environment, gradually getting closer.
Then, it saw an opening.

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>>8246632
I'm crazy for Wendigo's, with a skull for a head, I'd love to see you draw that. I appreciate you drawing monsters for the sake of monsters and not porn.

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>>8248085
Also a lot of fun, though I don't like the colors as much, inspired by WoW stuff since I've been playing it a lot.

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>>8248549
>>8248085
I actually liked this one a lot so here it is cleaned up a tad

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>>8248648
>>8248549

>>8249033
Neat stuff, anon!

>>8247303
i like where this is going. i hope its actual monster stuff, not another romance thing

>>8247303
>There was no scream, no sound, nothing to warn you of what had just hit you.
>All you felt was a searing, sharp pain across your right leg.
>The creature seemed to dissappear with a blur of movement after tearing the chunk out of your calf.
>You quickly fell to the ground while screaming in pain.
>One of them had found you, so there was no point in being silent anymore.

It had crippled its prey, but now it was making too much noise.
The screams would attract others, others who would want to take his prey from him.
It would not allow that to happen.

>>8250145
>Before you could draw your pistol, it was upon you again.
>This was the first time you'd ever seen one of them up close.
>The monster was barely humanoid in appearance.
>It had scaly, bloodied skin, an emaciated figure whose broken and deformed bones jutted out from its body, and two thin arms that ended in hands endowed with a set of jagged, but razorlike claws.
>It was tall as well, towering over you by at least a third of a meter.
>And its face... no eyes should look like that, several seemingly strewn across its face in various sizes and shapes, but they all shared that same look of murderous hunger.
>Its maw contained a full set of incisors, ready to rend and tear flesh from bone.
>It had leapt on top of you, but for some reason had not dealt the killing blow yet, instead pushing its clawed hand into your face and around your mouth, effectively muffling your screams.
>You were frightened beyond belief, but now your body was being pushed well beyond its limits by a sudden fight or flight response.
>And you had chosen to fight.

Instead of staying there and letting its life drain out of them like the others it had hunted, this one was struggling against its grip furiously.
It did not want to kill its prey just yet.
Their blood tasted better while their hearts were still beating.

>>8251222
>You pushed against its thin, lithe body to no avail.
>It was almost strangling you at this point, but you were not going to have that.
>You punched it in the chest with everything you had, and your fist impacted its ribs with a surprising amount of force.
>Its grip loosened and you heard a slightly pained gasp, but then you felt the hand on your face tighten once more.
>All of its eyes narrowed in anger, and it swiped a claw across your left arm.
>The attack had done nothing to deter it, yet you still continued to struggle.
>You were not going to die here without fucking this thing up as much as you could.

It was hungry and could not wait any longer.
The scent of blood and fear seemed to permeate the air in a tangible cloud.
The man's expression was full of grim determination.
It was time to have a taste of their life.

>>8253262
>It leaned down and brought its face to your own.
>You could smell its rotten breath from here, and all of its eyes stared at you with an intense, animal hunger.
>This was it.
>Your right arm was pinned down by a clawed hand, while the pressure it held your face with was decreasing.
>Then its head slowly moved down.
>Soon, you felt its cold breath against your injured arm.
"No, no, no, no!"
>You managed to heave your body up, but it held on tight.
>Then you felt something cold and wet drag across the bloody wound on your arm.
>It was licking away the blood.
>And you could do nothing, not even scream.
>You were trapped underneath the creature without any weapon or other hope of escape.
>And now you were most definitely infected with whatever these things carried.
>That single bullet wasn't meant for an attacker.
>It was meant for you.
>If this creature left you alive long enough for the pathogen to start changing you... it was over.

Its prey had stopped fighting back.
They were still moving, but they were also making an odd sound every time their body shifted.
It didn't care, for its prey could not escape and was still alive.
And the blood seeping from their wounds was the most delicious thing it had ever tasted.

>>8254873
Was wondering when a wendigo story would pop up.

>>8255957
Is it precisely a wendigo, though? I see it more as a zombie infection/transformation.

Spooky

>>8203980
Not bad! You know. I was planning on making a surreal romance between human men and monster womens (not that human girl with horns)

>>8262478
What kind of ideas you have? It needs to be SLICE of LIFE, meaning normal life but with monster women doing... monster things in daily basis

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>>8262429

I hate to be this faggot, but:

Bump.

So, quick question everyone. For tonight, would you like the next chapter of Stranded to start, or a continuation of Overrun? (Which is this one >>8254873 )

Either way though, there will be an update tonight.

>>8267902
In my opinion Overrun is really nice, but you left Stranded with a bigger cliffhanger, so I'd like you to start with that

>>8272511
Alright, we'll go with that.
There will be a bit of a delay between posts, as usual.
(forgive me)
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>Whatever was producing that sound was coming closer at an incredible speed.
>You searched the night sky with your pistol raised.
>There was a strong, frigid wind that made your hands shake.
>The light provided by the moon also made it much more difficult to aim.
>At this point, you had no idea what was going on.
>All of this shit was getting a bit out of hand.
>Then a winged figure landed in front of you, creating a blast of wind that chilled you to your core.
>"Anon, you're okay!"
>Alright, what?

>By the voice, you could tell they were a woman.
>But... wings... and the reddish skin... and the horns...
>Were you dreaming?
>"Anon, are you alright?"
>She was wearing a long-sleeved sweatshirt and a pair of jeans.
>Which contrasted with the fucking horns and wings and shit.
>And they knew your name somehow.
>You weren't dealing with this, no more of this bullshit.
>You raised the pistol, aiming it at her face.
>She screamed and shielded herself with her arms as you pulled the trigger.

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The MalO stuff is still going? I thought it faded after the SCP threads died
Might have to dust off the #7 stuff

>>8273155
It'd be nice to see another content creator in this thread. Go for it.

>>8273155
>#7 stuff
Explain.

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>>8273390
I can't remember which did it first (may have been #6), but it follows in a similar vein where Anon manages to knock up MalO but focuses more on the consequences that follow (ungodly cravings, etc).

It had gotten to the point where a relative had discovered her, but I might retcon that out given the criticism that he seemed to accept the situation a bit too readily. Here's it so far
http://pastebin.com/AC3u7Ntg

>>8273627
I remember you. Good to see you're back around. It's been a while since the SCP threads, but the more writing, the better.
(This coming from... I think I was #3 or something?)
Either way, I'm happy to see one of the original guys coming back. I'd like to see where your story goes from where it left off.

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>>8272626
MOTHER
FUCKER

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A quick bump

>>8272626
>Click.
>Oh, the magazine was empty.
>And the woman, or whatever it was stood in front of you, crying.
>"Anon... what's wrong with you?"
>Her voice was unfamiliar, and so was her appearance and face.
"Who- er, what are you, and how do you know my name?"
>She didn't answer.
>Before you could react, she rushed towards you and wrapped her arms around you.
>"Anon... this is a joke, right? Please tell me you're just messing with me..."
>Her eyes were filled with a deep sorrow.
>When you didn't answer, you felt her begin to sob.
>You had no idea what to do in this situation.
>"No... no, no, no, no this can't... please... look at me..."
>She looked up at you, and her eyes met your own.
>"You don't recognize me... do you?"

>Her apperance was threatening in more than a few ways.
>Sharp talons, crimson scales, reptilian eyes, long horns, and large wings.
>If you weren't careful about this, you might not walk away in one piece.
>With this in mind, you chose to take a neutral approach.
"No... I don't. Sorry. I've lost my memory, you see? I woke up in this hospital with a gunshot wound to the chest. And... I still have no idea what's going on."

>>8183298
Copypasta

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>>8273742
Currently it's a debate on how long to draw it out. While she may carry to the normal 9 months (possibly less given her unusual nature), but I'm will to bet people don't want to see every waking detail from conception to birth. It's also a balancing act to make sure I don't cut out too much and leave it barebones

>>8275114
>She still clung to your chest.
>"Even if that's true, you've gotta trust me, alright?"
>She let go and backed away.
>"My name is Jennette, and you used to be the one person I could trust."
>This was still a lot to take in.
>"Now, don't know if you're the same person that I knew before."
>The monster... woman... thing grabbed your hand and looked back into your eyes once again.
>"Even so, we aren't safe here. We have to go."
>She moved too quickly to react, and no more than five seconds later, she was flying with you in her arms.
>Holy shit.
>This was real.
>You were being carried above the city by a winged, sort-of-dragon woman.
>The sight of the ground so many feet beneath you was as surreal as it was terrifying.

>"We're going to land on top of one of these buildings and talk, okay?"
>Although her voice was distorted by the wind, you understood her.
>And you would be grateful when the two of you finally landed.
>It was cold, windy, and rather fucking frightening this high up.
>It appeared that she was heading for the skyscraper owned by a large banking system.
>It would be a safe, though frigid and dark, place to sit and figure all of this shit out.

>>8273742
>>8275404
Alright, time to warm this back up

>You were starting to assume MalO was hitting the half way point of the pregnancy
>her belly had gone from a notable curve to a full rounded (almost) orb
>the strained grey skin starting to become visible through her thinning black fur
>its occupant taking up more than its share of spare
>still, it didn’t slow MalO in the slightest who you tentatively let continue her nightly hunting escapades
>but there was a problem that was beginning to rear its head
>given her physical activities in the woods, combined with her less than pleasant eating habits, it was starting to manifest itself
>in the form of a smell
>you tried your best to ignore it, but after a few full body hugs, enough was enough
“Mal0, you have got to have a bath”
>she recoiled like you have just ordered her to leave the house and never come back
>she turned and bolted for the bedroom with a wail
>you just rolled your eyes as you followed in no real hurry
“Mal0, it’s not that big of a deal”
>no response as you peaked inside the room
>you could spot her fuzzy back sticking out from behind the far side of the bed
>whether or not she was aware you were standing behind was unknown given she wasn’t making a sound
“Mal0, come on”
>”Nooo0o!” she wailed again
“You smell like a dumpster! You need to get clean!”
>”NoO!”
“Does water hurt you or something?”
>her pause to process the question betrayed her answer before she even gave it
>“YeS!”
“Nice try, come on” you said as you tried to hoist her up
>she let out an unholy growl when you made contact with her sides
>you weren’t fazed
>she was heavy, but slowly you were dragging her back to the bathroom
>she was digging her claws into the carpet
“Mal0!”
>*angry dog noises*
>as you passed the threshold, she grabbed onto the side of the door frame
>her claws were sharp, but unfortunately were a double edge sword in this instance as they went clean through the wood

>>8279523
>Mal0 was sitting in the tub of water with her arms crossed
>”See? It’s not that bad”
>Mal0 was more concerned with not saying anything and glaring at the tiled wall in front of her
>you sighed
“Hang on. I think I can make this fair”
>More silence
>you stripped down and tossed your clothes on the counter
>you caught one of her pale eyes glancing your direction as you approached the tub
>carefully, you scotched into the water behind her with her almost in your lap
>your hands coming to rest on the sides of her swollen flanks
“Better?”
>”…A litTle” she mumbled as she leaned back against you
“Atta girl” you said as you reached behind and grabbed some of the shampoo and started to work it into her ebony hair
>a low growl left her throat, but it wasn’t the hostile one you’d been hearing for the past 5 minutes
>rather it was the one she’d give whenever you gave her a scratch
>her shoulders started to droop as her muscles relaxed
>that was more like it
>you lathered down everything you could that was above the water on her
>however, you saved a part for last, her belly
>with another round of shampoo, you started to rub large circles across it
>you couldn’t make out specific details, but you could feel something solid through the little give her skin still had
“You’ve handled this well”
>”HaD help”
>You felt what might have been a foot give your hand a jab
“Decided on any names?”
>she looked down for a moment
>”CaN yOu PicK theM?”
>the poor girl probably didn’t have a selection to pick from in the first place
“Sure”
>there was a pause
>”Do YoU…hAte thE thinGs I do?”
>you stopped your ministrations
“What?”
>”ThE weiRd craVngs, tHe hUnts at nighT”
>she looked down
>”I knOw I’m weiRd…thEre’s ProbaBly soMeone betTer oUt tHerE for yOu
“Mal0”
>you brought her closer
“I wouldn’t trade you for the world” you reassured her

>>8280752
>you gave her belly side a pat
“Either of you”
>if she had tear ducts, they’d probably be getting some use right about now
>”THanK You”
>you went back to cleaning her fur
“Still, if you’re gonna stay a smelly dog, you’re gonna be in here a lot”
>she just splashed some water in your face playfully
>”NoT a DoG

And that's all for tonight. Bumbling along and writing this as I go so let me know what you think

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>>8279523
>>8280752
>>8280798
Good to see this back.

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>>8286777

>>8254873
>Your situation was dire.
>Of course, it was going to get worse as time went on.
>Your body was racked with hopeless sobbing, and unless you reached your pistol soon...
>Things would start to change.
>You couldn't move your arms though, because they were pinned underneath the creature atop of you.
>Which was still running its tongue along the length of your wounds, lapping up the gradually slowing trickle of blood.
>Your right arm was still held tightly in its grasp, and you wouldn't dare move the left.
>Oddly enough, the monster had become almost gentle in the way it was going about this.
>Which was unsettling enough as is, but all of this combined, everything happening like this...
>And you realized something.
>The flow of blood was slowing.
>Oh god it was slowing down
>It shouldn't be happening this fast oh god

It had enough blood for now.
The warm feeling flowing down its throat was as good as it was the first time.
And its prey had calmed down, or maybe that was the result of it losing so much blood.
They would take a long time to change, so it would keep the man around until their blood and flesh started to become bitter.
It was excited at the idea of having sustenance for such a long time.

>>8287538
>You were being carried.
>Slung over the creature's shoulder and being carried.
>and you had heard its fucking thoughts
>Your body was weak from losing so much blood, and due to the wounds you had accrued during the encounter.
>you could still hear its hunger echoing through the air
>the insidious feeling of its fucking tongue against your arm
>the creeping infection crawling its way through your veins
>You couldn't keep pushing the thoughts away for too long.
It heard the man, but they were not speaking.
>The pathogen that had killed so many fucked with genes and broke them randomly, causing a variety of symptoms or mutations that spanned across every sort of thing imaginable.
>The drastic ones always took more time to show, for they required resources for cellular growth to set the changes in place.
>You would think that-
Why was it hearing its prey so clearly?
Their thoughts were so foreign, so organized.
>The creature dropped you, and the resulting impact to the metal catwalk sent radiating waves of pain through your body.
When it dropped him, it felt the pain too.
Spikes of a feeling long forgotten tore through its arm, and it hissed in confusion and surprise.
>It wasn't a one way street, it seemed.
>Your thoughts were audible to the monster next to you.
>Of course this would be first thing to plague you.
>At this rate, your mind wouldn't even make it to the point of no return.
>That being the point where you could no longer be considered human.

any request?
pref ass-centric not big on huge tits

How's MeanDraco doing? I crawled out of the rock recently.

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>>8289799
How do you feel about Nebula from Betterman?

>>8288276
>You realized the monster was still in a confused state, like it couldn't comprehend your thoughts.
It was confused, though with some effort it could sort through the sudden burst of input.
>You stood up, using the railing of the metal walkway to brace yourself and keep balance.
Its prey was standing, moving.
>It had noticed you.
>Your heartbeat picked up speed, pushing blood and energy throughout your body.
>Adrenaline tore through your veins once again, and you rapidly stumbled away from the monster.
Its prey was running.
No.
>That single thought shot a line of fear straight through your brain.
>And another feeling was presented with it.
>Hunger.
>The agonizing hunger tore through your very being.
>You turned around and faced the creature.
>Yes, this would do.
>A quiet voice in the back of your mind told you otherwise, but to no avail.
It took advantage of the man's return to close the distance between them.
>You met its charge by planting a fist into its skull with an incredible anount of force again.
Pain, unable to see, why was it fighting back?
>Its thoughts were still a jumble.
>And they were irritating.
Anger, no, fury.
And hunger.
These feelings radiated from its prey in waves.

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I'm still disappointed that there's hardly any porn of this bitch

>>8290572
>As it recoiled from the strike, you continued to punch the monster again and again.
It couldn't see, its eyes were broken.
It was afraid.
>The feeling of its bones breaking beneath your fists brought some sick satisfaction.
>No, it was not sick.
>It felt right.
It couldn't move.
Its limbs wouldn't work the way they should.
They felt disconnected in some way.
>It laid there, unable to move.
>You stood above it, reveling in its fear and agony.
>It was time to feed.
It felt the intent of its prey.
No, it was the prey now.

>>8290380
!!!!!! Nice, I'll see what I can do!

>>8290845
Well... That went a different direction than I thought.

>>8290845
>You leaned down against the struggling creature and licked the black blood that dripped from its battered face.
>The void that lay within you screamed for more.
For the first time in its life, it was afraid.
>The errant thought stopped you.
>what were you doing why was there blood in your mouth
>You hesitated, but then realized what was happening.
>You were already becoming one of them.
>That fucking can of fish that you had eaten had given the pathogen resources to work with, and the animal instincts that accompanied the infection were setting in.
>But you wouldn't do it.
>No, you couldn't
>but you have to the hunger eat feed it's right in front of you helpless prey
>It took all of your strength to pull away from the creature in front of you.
>You were going to find the fucking pistol and end this shit before it was too late.
The man was leaving.
Why?
Why were they showing mercy after that?
>You ignored the incoming questioning thoughts and stumbled down the metal stairs of the walkway.
>It was getting easier to move around, as if your wounded leg had healed already.
>At least the mutations were making it easier to get to the thing that would solve all of this.

>>8292882
It couldn't see, but its other senses would work just fine.
Its sense of smell allowed it to track the man.
"Alright, you can eat me when I'm done blowing my fucking brains out, okay?"
>You were going to end this shit.
>The idea of becoming one of them was not something that you desired.
>The creature silently followed you, but kept its distance.
>Soon, you made your way back to the pile of refuse that you had slept in.
>The small pistol reflected the slightest bit of light that came in through the broken roof.
>You picked it up and chambered the round.
>It was time.
>Why did it have to end this way?
>After all of this, making it through so many trials and succeeding against so many odds, everything was falling to pieces.
>You were bound to die at some point, of course.
>But you wanted to pass in the arms of a friend, or even a lover.
>Cradled against someone who you knew and could trust.
>This... this wasn't what you wanted.
>Standing here with a gun in hand, ready to end your own life on your own terms.
>With no one here to stay by your side and lie about how everything would be okay.
>Only that fucking monster, who was staring at you much like a starved canine would eye a fresh steak.
>Either way, you had no choice.
>One bullet.
>You put the gun against your temple, the barrel feeling cold against your skin.

>Do you pull the trigger?

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>>8293194
Aim to cripple the other monster, but not kill it. Keep it from further infecting your body.
Fight for your sanity, even if it means losing all physical form.

>>8294090

Alright, so we have this one
>>8293194
But I am going to turn in for the night. If some other anons want to toss in their ideas, that'll give plenty of time to do so. I haven't yet begun to write it, so go ahead.

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You guys are into alien girls right?

The spaceship thread fell off the board so I have nowhere to share my love of Xenos...

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>>8294422
there's still some sanity left in there
don't kys

>>8294811
My xeno folder is severely lacking, anon.

>>8278200
>>8281231
she thicc tho
nice work

>>8293194
Shoot It and feast on it's flesh

>>8293194
You need to capture it alive for study.

Very interesting developments! I'd like to see where the story goes with >>8298166's suggestion

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>>8294811
How would a world where exptic species of aliens would live in regular basis?

>>8290337
I heard he's making a dating simulator with his monster girls.

>>8262493
Well... I was hoping a normal couple (human/human) somehow moved in a neighborhood filled with Human/monster relationships. Each of these neighbor hoods have their own quirks and personalities. The normal couple has to get along with the WEIRDEST people and monsters about how they end up. And some monster women tried to be 'normal' but ended up messing it up.

>>8299705
>>8299679
Also, Monster women's in porn site like these>>8299679

>>8209069
Mai dick

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>>8299705
Like a sitcom?

>>8264274
finally some m/m stuff

>>8299679
>There is an alternate universe where this exists
>We don't exist in that one
Why live?

>>8301195
I wonder what sitcom shows they have in their diemension.

>Sweety, I ate the kids!

>>8288542
A big ol krogan sitting on someone's face

>>8299679
There was another fake screenshot like this showing a dating site profile for some giant worm-like alien who preferred vertebrates

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>>8302588
nvm found it

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>>8178614

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>>8302925
>Humans find these creatures hot
I'm so proud.

I want a lewd Pastebin of human male looking for a monster girlfriend on a website

>>8293194
>You... you can't do it.
>What a fucking failure you are, now dooming yourself to some fucking cruel existence because of your fear.
What was the human doing?
"Alright, fuck it."
>If you were doing this...
>Then you should at least injure the monster so it couldn't attack you again.
The man was now pointing something at it.
>For some reason, the idea of killing this thing, the first living thing you've met in months, was one that didn't appeal to you.
>So you aimed the gun at its hip and fired, knowing that the shot wouldn't outright kill it.
The sound was loud, and the scent of smoke went through the area.
>You prepared yourself for the incoming-
Pain and blood it hurts pain
>The monster dropped to the ground, letting out a sounds that was a blend between a whine and a growl.
>But it wasn't dead.
>The pistol was empty now.
>But it would be a good idea to keep it on you, just in case you find more ammunition.
No no no more loud pain.
Smoke and bang are bad no more.
Blood everywhere.
This is its own blood.
Not good to taste.
>This one-creature cacaphony of thoughts was irritating though, to say the least.
>You looked at it and your stomach lurched.
>No, it was a pang of hunger.
>The blood draining onto the ground seemed like it would taste so-
>no no you weren't doing that
>There was still the possibility of being able to eat normal food.
>Until you learned what you could survive on, if you could actually avoid eating others...
>You would stick with whatever food you could scavenge.

>>8306016
>The backpack that you had been using was still on the ground where you left it.
>You picked it up and put it on.
>Its familiar, though still dwindling weight was reassuring.
>Where would you go now?
>The pathogen was still in your body, so things were bound to continue changing.
>You shouldn't go near any people at this point.
>So even if you met someone, the risk was too great to stay with them.
>The only company you'd have would be your own thoughts.
It was still in pain.
Why didn't the human kill themselves?
"I couldn't, okay?"
>And now you were talking to this fucking thing.
>It couldn't understand you, and it had tried to fucking eat you.
It was confused.
And still afraid.
"Find someone else to gnaw on. I'm leaving."
>Though your situation appeared hopeless, at least you had an advantage over the monsters.
>The other monsters, you should say.
>You walked through the warehouse and out of a side exit.
>At this rate, you were going to have to eat again.
>So you dug out the last can of food you had, peeled the lid back, and downed it.
>Then you knocked back a bottle of water to wash away the salty aftertaste.
>There was no sudden nausea, no rejection of what you had just eaten.
>This gave you a bit more hope.
>You might end up looking like one of them, but you sure as hell weren't going to act like one.

>>8308264
How do himans and monsters have sex?

>>8311797
Not that guy but maybe
Maybe
Just maybe
There doesn't *have* to be sex.

>>8313352
This.

>>8271639
I prefer her old face honestly.

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>>8316531
Me too.

>page 10

>>8324784
I want the fat monster ass

>>8308264
>Now you would need to find more food somewhere.
>The warehouse was empty, but there were a few stores in the town that might have something.
>So you set out, heading along the sidewalk in the direction of a gas station you had seen on your way here.
>The weather was still in a dismal state, grey and lightly raining.
Another one.
>The thought was directed at you, but...
>This wasn't the monster you had encountered in the warehouse.
>It felt and sounded... different.
Not human.
Not prey.
>From what you could gather as you walked down the empty street, the monsters didn't attack each other.
>They only preyed upon uninfected living creatures.
There is prey here.
>That got your attention.
>If there was another person here, you could help them.
>or devour them
>the taste of flesh upon your tongue-
>You quickly forced the idea back down into the depths of your mind.
Found them.
Fresh blood.
They do not see me.
>Fuck, you had to hurry.
Wait for the right time to strike.
>This one seemed to be more intelligent than the one that had attacked you.
My prey is so small.
It will be easy.

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>>8290774

>>8335175
literally swimming in pussy

>>8334586
So far, so good.

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>page 10

>>8334586
>you could see a child
>Oh fuck.
>You knew exactly where the thoughts were coming from somehow.
>So you took off in the direction of a destroyed supermarket.
The child must be here somewhere.
>Anything that you had been thinking about before this was inconsequential.
>You had to save the kid.
>If only to prove to yourself that you were still human.
>The monster still hadn't found the kid, luckily.
>Its thoughts were becoming more hungry, more stained with that void that you knew and hated.
>You hurried, breaking into a full on sprint.
Something is coming.
"Damn right, you fucking bastard!"
>The door was already open, so you ran right into the store.
>The place was damn near demolished.
>Overturned displays, trampled products, rotten food, and the lights were off, draping the place in a thick darkness.
>you could smell the fresh-
>Nope, no, fuck that, no.
>but the hunger-
>The sight of the monster stopped the thought in its tracks.
>Fucking hell.
>Its body was hunched over, legs and arms both on the ground.
>From what you could see, it had no claws, but its mind conveyed that it had venomous fangs.
>Its skin was a sickly gray-green, sparsely covered with patches of dark, unkempt hair.
>The creature's face was narrow and had two, almost human eyes, but it also contained a maw full of broken, crooked fangs.
>Its face held an accidental grin that was just... really unsettling.
Another predator.
>You were considering shooting a remark out there with your thoughts, but the effort would be wasted.
>At this moment though, you realized that you had no weapon in your possession.
>This was a supermarket, however, so there should be some knives and whatnot.
The child is hiding.
I must find them.

>>8341873
>The monster was not paying any attention to you, only casting a glance in your direction before continuing to through the shelves and racks of clothing.
>You decided to search for a weapon before taking this thing on.
>As you scavenged through the aisles for something usable, a scent caught in your nose.
>the child
>sustenance
>They were close by.
>it is time to feed
>No, you weren't-
>so close bite and tear rend flesh
>You collapsed as wave after wave of agonizing hunger tore through your body.
Why is there pain?
I am uninjured.
>Somehow, you used the creature's thoughts as an anchor, pulling yourself back into reality.
>The scent was almost overpowering at this point though.
>Then you saw the source.
>The face of a young boy peering out from underneath a fallen shelf.
>He made eye contact with you and quickly retreated.
>go after him
>so vulnerable devour him
I can see the child?
>You heard the creatures footsteps as it bounded over in your direction.
>Without realizing it, you had projected the sight of the child outwards.
>Now things were going to get worse if you did nothing about it.
>There was a broken piece of a shelf with a jagged edge laying beside the kid's hiding spot.
>This would work.
>You stood up with the shaft of wood in hand, and readied yourself to fight the monster.
>It rounded the corner and halted.
This one is in my way.
They will not take my-
>You brought the wood down upon its head, sending it reeling backwards.

>>8346566
I know how much you're enjoying this story, but don't you have two other unfinished stories? Surely you can finish one of those first?

>>8280752
>”CaN yOu PicK theM?”
>”Do YoU…hAte thE thinGs I do?”
Aww

I absolutely love your monstrous rendition of Mal0. (So many portray monster way too human. Heck, if I wanted to read about lovers you can chat up normally, eat Ben & Jerry's with and playvideo games against, I'd read an ordinary novel. Monstrous relationship are -supposed- to be weird and monstrously interesting! ..not always easygoing.)
Keep it up!

>>8351732
>Monstrous relationship are -supposed- to be weird
Ditto

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>>8351732
That's the aim
Something that genuinely loves you, but is also bound to instinct, and has some unusual habits like devouring inanimate objects and the local wildlife. Not to mention pregnant with god knows what.

Speaking of which, still debating how far to draw it out before the natural conclusion hits

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>>8346566
They are a foe.
"Damn fucking right!"
>It lashed out at you with its right arm, the blow impacting you directly in the chest.
>The wind was knocked out of you and a severe, piercing pain kept you from taking in any air.
Weak predator.
>You were livid.
>Everything happening like this, and you were helpless to stop it.
>give in
>you won't be helpless if you let yourself go
>That little voice was becoming louder with each passing second.
>it is standing in front of you
>right there
>go ahead
>You stood up.
>The pain in your chest burned, but it did not take away from your hunger.
>This creature would die.
Weak predator.
I do not want to kill.
Useless to kill other.
>it is hesitating
>take advantage of it
>You did as the voice told.
>But you didn't aim to attack the monster directly.
>The sharp end of the wooden chunk you had could work.
>You hurled it at the monster's face.
>From the sound it made, and the splatter of
>delicious
>Black blood everywhere.
>It screamed and its thoughts poured out in droves of agony tainted flashes.
I will kill the other.
>It charged you, but its thoughts had given its plan away.
>You stepped to the side and it crashed into another shelf, sending it toppling down.
>finish it quickly
>The monster was trapped underneath a pile of broken wood and metal.
>You walked to it and stood within its line of sight.
I do not like the pain.
I do not like the hunger.
I do not like the fear.
>it is vulnerable.
>So you brought your foot down on its head, and the creatures thoughts came to an abrupt, though expected, halt.
>look at what you have done
>now finish what you have started

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>>8361734
Cute!

>>8360805
Whoo! Agreed; monsters shouldn't only be different appearance-wise, but have very alien mannerisms (whether they are -actual- aliens or not). This not only open for myriads of narratological avenues demonstrating their huge charm, but makes for deliciously untraditional relationship dynamics <3
(You should consider writing several stand-alone stories! Romance-focused and with slow build-ups)

>>8363020
>feel the taste of its flesh in your mouth
>the bitter, black blood of another
>it tastes divine
>savor the feeling of another's life in your stomach

>It must have been at least an hour...
>There was a lapse in your memory, but you must have been in the middle of something...
>You looked down at the creature, at your hands, at the bloody stains and chunks missing from its body.
>Oh... there was blood coating your hands, dried and streaked across your skin.
>There must have been some on your face as well, because of the feeling of dampness and the metallic scent.
>And that sensation of being full, which you hadn't felt in such a long while.
>But...
>You could feel the contents of your stomach rise up at the thought of what you had done.
>The monster's corpse lay in front of you.
>that is enough for now
>Your hunger died down, and so did your nausea.
>One single positive about this situation... well, you wouldn't have to eat anything else for a while.
>No... no people either.
>You realized something though.
>You didn't have to eat humans!
>It was fucked up, but these animalistic desires could be sated by consuming the monsters.
>Why were you so happy about this?
>No matter how you looked at it, they were still once human.
>The little voice in the back of your head had disappeared for the while, at least.
>Something falling from a shelf and crashing to the ground interrupted your thoughts.
>It reminded you that the kid was still here.
>You quickly wiped your face clean to rid it of the blood that streaked across it.
>The sleeves of your jacket came back with a deep crimson hue.
>If things took a wrong turn, you would explain the situation to the kid and hope for the best.
>You tracked his scent and found him hiding in a corner of shelves.
>He noticed your presence and stood up straight, ready to fight.
>"Get the heck away from me!"

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>>8363754
Well, I do have a pastebin with a few different things in it so there's that (though I'll admit they all share a theme). Regardless, I'm glad people are enjoying it

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>>8368189
Yeah, I'd already checked it out.
Granted, the theme is one that's uh.. that's ripe and fertile (ba-dum-tsh) with potential for relationship building and tender feels, but it can be a bit much when it's smeared all over your face after only a hundred lines into a story.
The suspension of disbelief kind of cracks a bit when everything is just a preamble to pregnancy-care and brithing.
(I love pregnancy stuff though, as long as it's a-.. part of a "balanced meal", so to speak)
Anyway, love your writing. Keep it up! <3

>>8364221
Keep up the good work. I'm loving every second of this.

>>8364221
Me too. Really interesting premise

>>8280798
A little bit more to add
>With the bath done, next came a near equally frustrating chore
>drying her off
>initially, you tried to use a few towels, but it just didn’t seem to be enough
>until finally, Mal0 seemed to get tired of your attempts
>who promptly dropped to all fours, and in classic canine fashion, shook herself dry
>and sent water and fur everywhere
>she looked up just in time to see you picking an ebony clump off the side of your face
>”SoRrY” she said sheepishly
“Eh, faster than what I was doing “
>she tried to stand, though had to brace her back with her hands on account of the extra weight
>you were quick to hurry over and help her back up
>it also brought her belly to its peaking glory when she finally got back upright
>”GetTiNg kinDa heaVy”
“In your own words, healthy baby”
>she didn’t have a proper mouth to convey it, but you could tell she was beaming at the compliment
>you laid out a couple of towels on the bed to absorb any moisture left in her fur before she got back on it
>as she got comfortable, she tiptoed her fingers over her belly
>”WonDer iF iT’ll bE lIke mE”
“What do you mean?”
>her ears dropped a little
>”A…MoNsteR”
“Mal0, you’re not a monster”
>her silence indicated she wasn’t convinced
“Here, I can prove it”
>she quietly watched, unable to tell what you were planning
>you scooted down the bed until you were level with her belly
>you placed your hands on it and gave it a slight cajole
“Hey? You awake?” you asked the fuzzy orb
>you felt something flutter within
“Alright, I’ve got a question from your mommy”
>another slight shift as you tried to prop your hand over where you were guessing where their feet were
“Is she a monster? One kick for no”
>you got lucky as not long after, you got a visible *thump* as it hit your hand
“See? They agree”
>Mal0 just put a hand over her mouth trying not to laugh

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>>8369753
>Mal0 just put a hand over her mouth trying not to laugh
“And a slightly more personal question, are you a monster? Still one kick for no”
>the was a longer pause before you received a jab strong enough to make you yank your hand in surprise
>even Mal0 gave a slight hiss from the sudden thrust
>”DiFinitiVe aNsWer” she said patting her side
“Felt more like a punch that time”
>”StilL, BabY kIckiNg mIgHT noT couNt fOr MuCh”
“Mal0” you said as you rested your chin on her tummy
“What I’m going around the world to try say is, I don’t care what you look like, what you are, or what you do. I care about yooo” you said with a bit of cutesy emphasis on the end.
>she just cupped the your cheek with a clawed hand
>”YoU a KiNd sOul”
“I try to be”
>you smile turned to a wince as the baby suddenly shot upwards with a kick right into your jaw
“I set myself up for that”
>Mal0 couldn’t hide a snicker this time

Need some ideas for the next chapter, leave them here if you have any. Also I ran out of Mal0 images so have some more Vicar

And a bump to keep the thread floating

>>8364221
>You tried to say something in return.
>You couldn't speak.
>The words worked in your head, but they refused to come out as anything but an incomprehensible growl.
>No, no, no, you couldn't fucking speak!
>The monster... you had torn it to pieces and eaten it.
>Giving your body raw material to work with, of course something would change.
>He looked so fucking scared.
>The boy, couldn't have been more than fifteen, he stood there like he was on the edge of collapsing.
>You could relate to his situation.
>Being constantly hunted, always living in fear of the next one to follow you, and the risk of becoming one of them.
>You raised your arms and backed away from the kid.
>"That's right... you better get away..."
>He was waving something around.
>On closer inspection, it was a stick.
>A fucking thin, piddly little stick.
>"I'll... I'll hurt you."
>The wavering pitch of his voice was the one thing bound to hurt you; spikes of anxiety came along with every other syllable and tore though you.
>You weren't going to leave the boy behind though, not going to leave them to die.

>>8372630
>So you did the one thing you probably shouldn't have.
>You rushed them and knocked the stick out of their hand.
>The plan was not to scare them, but to disarm them and then cease the assault.
>Maybe that could get the point across that you weren't going to hurt them.
>But the kid fell backwards while screaming and hit the floor with a thud.
>At this point, he was curled up in a ball and sobbing.
>"I don't want to die. I don't want to die."
>Though you really wish you were able to talk and sort this out, you knew it just couldn't be that easy.
>So you stood there, leaning against a pile of rubble, and waited for the boy to notice that he wasn't being eaten or torn apart.
>Slowly but surely, the kid's crying slowed down.
>He looked up at you with a confused expression.
>"Go away!"
>There was a momentary pause before he began to crawl away from you.
>You felt afraid.
>For yourself, and this kid.
>It was likely for the best if you left him and continued on your own.
>But they could be the last person you ever see before you lose yourself forever.
>The idea of that crushing lonliness sent a chill through your body and an ache into your gut.
>You decided to leave, however, as the threat that you would present to him would be too great.
>The last thing you wanted to do was kill one of the few uninfected left in this world.
>The boy watched as you turned around and started to walk away.
>You were a few steps out of the door before you heard something behind you.

>>8378473
>For some reason, the kid had followed you out here.
>He looked up at you, expression a blend of fear and exhaustion.
>"Are you... you're one of them, right?"
>You nodded your head.
>"How... why... are you not going to kill me?"
>The kid's eyes carried with them something you couldn't identify.
>You had no idea what he was feeling, but you reassured him with a quick shake of your head.
>At least you had retained your ability to reason and communicate somehow.
>The boy seemed to have some trouble forming his next sentence, and it all poured out in a rushed burst.
>"Can you travel with me? To the next town...?"
>If only he had asked that before you had turned into a monster.
>Though the next town over past the bridge was where you were heading before.
>And you had no idea, no plans at all on what you were going to do after finding food and shelter.
>There had not been a bigger picture.
>No magic cure to chase after or any fabled sanctuary to run off to.
>"I haven't seen another person in months. You're the first out of everything I've met that hasn't tried to tear me to pieces."
>You wonder for a moment if he saw you eating the monster.
>"You're still really, really scary though. I mean... you took that other monster apart right in front of me."
>Fuck, he had seen.
>"But I... I don't care. Having you around oughta be better than being alone for the rest of my life though. It's so goddamn empty everywhere."
>He looked up at you.
>You could finally see him in detail using the sunlight.
>The weather had actually cleared up since you'd been in the store.
>Your previous estimate for his age was off by a good bit, as you could see he was likely twelve.
>He stood a foot shorter than you, and he looked like he was starving.
>Sunken eyes, thin form, the whole deal.

>>8380046
>>8380046
>You were tearing yourself apart over what to do.
>If left alone, the boy could end up dead, eaten, or infected.
>If he traveled with you... you could protect him.
>And if you knew that you couldn't control yourself, leaving was always an option.
>Hopefully, it would never come to that point.
>"Could you... go with me?"
>It would be a waste not to.
>You nodded your head.
>The kid let out a relieved sigh.
>This was the path you had chosen.
>Though you were no longer human, now you were no longer alone in this world.

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That's the end of the first chapter of Overrun. It's a bit more of a serious thing. Anyways, I'll continue Stranded now that I'm finished with this.

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I'm sorry, but we need a bump

On last bump to get the thread through the morning

>>8381335
That's some cool shit.

>>8385405
Moar Vicar Amelia?

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>>8394420

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>>8394420
>>8394426
I love this! I hope there's more!

A bump

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>>8389862
More Vicar Amelia

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Always want to hope the Vicar writefriend will come back
Guess I'm going to be waiting a long time

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>>8395109
Artist is called jijis-waifus or oh-jiji
He loves Knight X Dragon/s

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>>8408063
Thanks! He has good taste!

>>8202598
That pic actually came out of the shitheap that is the regular drawthread. I know that artist lurks there all the time.

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>>8408537
>regular drawthread
>shitheap
Really? How?
..Because I went there first since I felt like drawing. ..and the atmosphere and rageposting was just horrible. It-.. kind of was a shitheap.. Any special reason? Is it just a phase?
(I ended up in the OC drawthread, which seemed a lot better at the moment)

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>>8382817
>monster thread
>pregnancy

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>>8408263
He does indeed.

Cold
It's
Cold

>>8405375
There was a Vicar Amelia story? Link?

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>>8410290
I thought I had it, but now I can't find it (though one of the bins I saved has been deleted so that may have been it). Either way, it had only made one chapter on, so it hadn't gotten far, just potential

>>8266823
more of her please

>>8419164
>walking behind her when she suddenly stops
>soft fuzzy inadvertent intimate headbump

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