October 2023

mindysoung:

Least I got you in my head. 

phenikas:

“Don’t talk to me or my giant robot boyfriend.”

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OK Rhacktober challenge: I was going to do Rhys and roboJack physically together for the ‘heat’ prompt, but after several failed attempts I changed tack and went for robojack phoning up Rhys’s brain from a few km away for a bit of one-on-one time.

fuzzykeet:

A collection of Jack’s nicknames for his cupcake Rhys

or

shit Jack says to Rhys

fuzzykeet:

A collection of Jack’s nicknames for his cupcake Rhys

or

shit Jack says to Rhys

Adding this one onto the nickname list 🤭

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This was more effort than my shit joke really warranted.

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To ruin/improve your day: even more old pictures of Rhys smuggling AI Jack out of Atlas in the form of an increasingly massive and assholish Handsome Ratch.

Cartoon: Handsome Jack in the form of a sunglasses-wearing ratch sits grinning on Rhys's shoulder. Rhys eats popcorn worriedly. ALT
Rhys is in bed asleep, holding a cutely snoring tiny ratch Jack.ALT
Rhys is in bed sweating and desperately reaching for a fan, as a giant Ratch Jack steals the bed, wraps himself around Rhys, and steps on Rhys's head. ALT

Smuggled Ratch Jack: Small; cuddly; easily concealed in carry-on luggage; snores cutely; kind of like a cat

Smuggled Ratch Jack + 6 months: Enormous; covered in horns; impossible to hide; snores like a giant ratch; kind of like having a huge ratch tread on your face every night at 3am while warming the nest to a cosy 40 degrees celcius; … also still kind of like a cat.

A motionless Handsome Jack clone body lies in a tube, as Rhys unsuccessfully tries to drag Ratch Jack down from the ceiling to be plugged into it. Ratch Jack is clinging to a metal beam with all four legs as Rhys struggles to drag him off. ALT

TFW you spent 40% of the R&D budget building a brand new Jack, and now Mr ‘put me in a ratch and I’ll use your intestines for dental floss’ won’t wear it, because no level of human Handsomeness can ever match the sheer body-confidence, contentment, and ability-to-eat-concrete of being a Massive Ratch.

Also when ratch who used to be alllll buddy buddy with Jack come round and echolocate Rhys and are all “scrrrrrrrrrsccrreeeeeeeshhhhhhhhkkrrrrrrrrrrrrr!” and you just don’t say shit like and get away with it.

But sometimes you just have to adapt to these things.

Glad everyone came out of this with no issues whatsoever.

snailpdf:

@eucacici & i had a funny convo earlier and i couldnt help myself 🤲 may i offer you this random rhack bullshit in these trying times 🤲

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They’re having a very important business meeting

phenikas:

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Drawing of Rhys and AI Jack in a blue space, their lips touching. Rhys's robotic hand resting on Jack's chest is sending glowing tendrils up through Jack's brain, while returning fine tendrils are descending and wrapping around Rhys. Rhys's shape is filled with glowing blue shards or polygons that meet Jack's mouth. Their hands are crossed one over the other. ALT

More cyber rhack, drawing one into the other. Starting point of Rhacktober eat/taste themes (a week late, because it got wildly out of hand.)

Heavily cribbing off the effects of reading @caffeinatedowlbear’s False Negatives and particularly its equivalent chapter of Lost and Found (Atlas) every hour I worked on this. Let their brains touch indeed.

(My drawing brain wants to spend more time endlessly fiddling with this, but I’m making an executive decision here, and it is going out the door into the world!)

trick or treat!! 🤲

snailpdf:

👻 look how close you were to getting the new chapter!! so sad…

anyway, here’s your out on context line(s) :)

Their mouths hover scant centimetres apart. The metal clasp on the bottom of Jack’s mask is brushing against Rhys’ chin. He can feel the heat of Jack’s breath against his mouth. Why isn’t he—