#THE ITERATOR MADE PURPOSED ORGANISMS

[dawnleaf37]

purposed organism rain world YUMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

[vamp1rical]

Collector scug concept, with intern slugpup doodle I left in there :)

[iteratorsex]

Wait your version of iterator puppets are grown?

Yup! Grown from stem cells + bacterium onto a basic Puppet Template of sorts. Generally the process is a little slow, and also incredibly random. Sometimes it fails.

It's very important to the ancients I imagine. Not so much to the iterator themselves.

[tropicalcontinental]

[chessbird]

iteratorsona and his two eepers

[cordycepsbian]

sort of theory that each of the downpour slugcats is the last one reincarnated (stolen from youtube comments)

[mossyflowers]

Okay so here's some stuff i've been doodling for the past few days actually. Mostly starbound and one rw thing. I'll probably doodle more rw stuff super soon tho lol

Hey what if I just started posting robot yuri of my ocs

[hrishcha]

Made an iterator sona :) A quiet and anxious one, avoids group elder as she doesn't perform to her highest standards and doing so strains her systems badly — either an overlooked failure during creation or gained over time wear. Still possesses incredible computing and memory capacity, but won't outperform her neighbouring iterators despite being newer generation.

She's not fond of their purpose and doesn't do much steps towards achieving it; most likely believes that ancients' philosophy is not applicable to less intelligent creatures, although thinks that by the time iterators will be long gone and new possible civilization arises, those beings might also wish to ascend, but it must happen on their own terms. Instead of looking for the solution, prefers observing the nature through her overseers, but does not wish to have any creatures within her can and gets noticeably frustrated and nervous if anything finds its way inside. At some point became good friends with iterators far outside of her local group, but when the communication arrays deteriorated and went out of service, she lost contact with them. To this day occasionally runs simulations of their imaginative conversations to entertain herself. Loves her personal collection of pearls and secretly wishes to obtain more, but doesn't dare to reach out into outer world even with purposed organisms. Messing with her data pearls will severely anger and unsettle her. Do not touch the pearls

Her name shall be… Questions Silently? Not fully satisfied with it for now but maybe I'll come up with something better we'll see + some details :)

[neramint]

The friends dancing :D

Climb (the scav) was made by Chasm (the iterator) to help them manage their greenhouse of a can after their last purposed organism bailed out

They are great friends, and Climb has become big emotional support for Chasm, who is pretty reclusive and only really gets along with the creatures they make

[kelnexia]

*Slams this onto the table*

Soft Bodied Iterator Propaganda! >:D

I think I might be one of the only artists in this fandom who draws iterators like this… Not sure why though – they look soft and organic like this in the game! I mean, yeah sure, they are robots – but not in a way most people would be familiar with… They’re purposed organisms, aka living machines made of conjoined metal and flesh. Striping them of their biological qualities, is striping them of one of their main defining features! Also, they look really cute this way! I want to hug them, I want to snuggle them, and I also kind of want to bite them… Sig especially.

(Please don’t leave any nsfw comments, this is just meant to be silly.)

[mushroominaforest]

NSH in the original siblings au vs the current version lol

In the original one, Sig used the rot as a way to make sure Hunter didn’t run away like Arti did. Sig couldn’t cure it, but he could keep Hunter alive and well enough to function, so Hunter didn’t really have any choice other than to keep going back to Sig. In the current one, basically Sig just does not give a single shit about Hunter.

The current Sig isn’t actually that bad of a person from an Iterator standpoint, but he, like almost all Iterators, sees Slugcats as being less important life forms.

To Sig, Hunter’s just his purposed organism. He can make another if he needs to, and it doesn’t have the same amount of sentience and intelligence as him. But to Hunter, Sig is his dad. So obviously it really messed him up when Sig just consistently let bad things happen to him. But again, from the perspective of an Iterator, the life of a slugcat is insignificant compared to theirs. But, since I’m writing a story from a slugcat perspective, a lot of Iterators are going to seem like huge jerks lol, even if they’re decent people.

The change was made to the story to make it more accurate to how I write Iterators!

[bitsbug]

good evening rainworld community. look at my ocs NOW

YOU CAN ASK THEM QUESTIONS BTW. please do I’ve been marinating them for months. finely cured.

multiple paragraphs introducing each under the cut !

Curtains Drawn Over Bone - he/him

The first of my iterators, and frankly the most developed. Curtains is incredibly young for an iterator, made at the tail end of the last generation, and was subject to some.. negligent planning during his construction. He was placed in an area of dubious rain quality and worse ground stability; the conditions were considered acceptable back then, but millions of cycles later that's no longer the case.

 Despite this glaring issue, he's been handling it better than you'd expect. Having recognized the long-term affects of his placement early on, Curtains took an interest in maintenance and optimization in order to survive, completely disregarding the Great Problem. He's broken some taboos in the process, and surprisingly didn't contract rot while doing it. His efforts have paid off with a suite of purposed organisms and a significantly more advanced, upgraded facility.

 Some things would be impossible to address, though. Despite his best efforts, erosion and earthquakes now threaten to topple his can; something he's scrambling to fix.

 Curtains is generally regarded as a finicky, flighty person by his group. He's a recluse and a workaholic, driven by some desperate ferver to avoid the worst. When he does appear in chatrooms, he seems constantly wound up, often vanishing as quickly as he arrives. He was like this long before his current situation. But do not mistake his nervousness for ineptitude, because Curtains is very meticulous and dedicated in his endeavors, backed by his thorough understanding of iterator anatomy and a genuine passion for his work.

Twenty Taken in Vain - they/them

The only iterator in this damn group who isn't a social recluse. Built in the golden age of the Ancients, a time of prosperity and uneventfulness, TTiv found their place in the bustling global communities of their kin. They're of the belief that research is best done collaboratively, and constructed their workflow around this frame.

But, really, they never much cared for that work or their purpose. Devoting themself to tireless research for something likely impossible just wasn't a good use of time, nor did they find the process very interesting, so they sought to fulfill their life in less desolate ways. As much as a sentient, static building is able to, at least.

In particular, Twenty Taken in Vain pursues a variety of art forms! There's a critical lack of artwork made with iterators in mind (While interesting to discuss, most Ancient books can be read in less than a second for example), so they seek to fill that gap. Their main passion is literature, but they do dabble in many other subjects, such as digital painting, textile weaving, 'false memory' qualia fabrication, and DMing a tabletop roleplaying game for their local group.

Their social proclivities haven't served them well in recent years, because the global communications decay has left them more isolated than ever before. Losing contact with multiple close friends has drained them of motivation, and made them fearful of losing those they do have left. Imagine like, depression but on a supercomputer scale.

In personality, TTiv is as chatty as you'd expect of them, but without the energy associated with extroversion. Their charisma is carried in their nonchalance and humor, with an undertone of snarkiness - only occasionally with any bite to it. They're adaptable as well, without a fixation on one subject and a willingness to introspect. Since the comm failure, they've become a lot quieter and more irritable, stress they've barely kept under wraps.

Anxiety Practice - it/xe

Polite and inoffensive, AP is an easily overlooked iterator. It appears frequently in chatrooms, but always in the shadow of its kin, and rarely draws attention to itself. Despite this demeanor, xe certainly aren't shy or nervous - that's already taken by Curtains - xe just prefer xer distance and privacy.

 As it currently stands, Anxiety is the only member of its group actively working on the Great Problem. It prefers exploring more unorthodox theories for ascension, with a fixation on Karma flowers and their properties. As part of its experiments, its created a few.. curious organisms hybridized with the flower. It also collaborates closely with Distant Humming for information on the grander Cycle and general advice. Thus far, it's made a few fascinating discoveries, but predictibly no breakthroughs on the Triple Affirmative. Oh also, sometimes xe put karma-affecting drug cocktails into xer water intake. normal iterator behavior i promise.

 Even at xer most comfortable and nonchalant, AP keeps an aloof, almost stoic nature. Chronically icy cool, xe seem incapable of expressing anything besides calm indifference. This isn't true, of course, xer composure is just nothing to scoff at. It even uses its reputation for comedy at times, usually through deadpan delivery or 'breaking character'.

Distant Humming - she/Her

An anomaly in existence, the first iterator to almost reach ascension. Distant Humming became an echo by her own hand, using heavy adjustments to her retaining wall and filter pumps to essentially bathe her facility in void fluid, solving the issue of her kinds' distributed conscience by just addressing all of it. at once.

 Her subsequent failed ascension left her systems broken and mutated in impossible ways, but she functions nonetheless in her ethereal, undying state. The warping irreparably affected her memory and personality though; she considers herself a different person from the Humming before.

 Despite her uncanny nature and haunting appearance, Distant Humming is a surprisingly amiable person, if vague or foreboding at times. Her detached state of existence allows her the breathing room to appreciate the world for what it is, and insight into the Cycle that'd be impossible to gain from within it. She's happy to share her observations with anyone who'd listen.

 About once a year, Humming's karmic cycle aligns with that of her local group, affording her a limited time to speak with them. She appears totally non-existent outside this period.

THAT’S ALL BYEEE

[unsoundedcomic]

Does the bird even know what "kindness" means? Because I am starting to feel like she *really* doesn't. At all. On a conceptual level. Like she just mimicks the words that work on her victims, including this one. It's less like she's a delusional psycopath and more a truly alien organism and mind that tries to appear relatable to humans for manipulation purposes.

Ilganyag - like Ruck - thinks of humans less as individuals and more as iterations of types. Duane Adelier is just another Man. Sette Frummagem is just another Sette. In a world of billions of people forever coming and going, the individual is meaningless. From a vantage wheeling far above the garden, you can't see the single leaves in the trees.

But she thinks she's been very kind to Duane. She helped him escape his nightly hallucinations, helped him understand the power of his memories, tried to direct him to action. But it was HIS OWN CHOICE that he did the often short-sighted, selfish things that he did. They were useful to Ilganyag's purposes but she wasn't there twisting his arm. He chose to handle the shrine as he did, chose to overlook Sette, chose to run away from her. He's back now and good for him, but it's too late. And that's his fault too.

Was there cruelty in letting him keep being him? In allowing so many to die? Sure. But Delicieu was always going to be a sadist. Bastion was always going to be a self-obsessed coward. Ssaelit officials were always going to conspire, and kill Duane. Sonorie always was going to goad Bell towards that Silver. The carnage was all on these people. It's the old "Free Will" argument popularly used to excuse the inaction of any gods.

And in Ilganyag's case, she was arranging all this evil towards an eventual good; towards cleaning out the khert and ensuring humanity's future. Her cause was just. And even her original mistake was made to aid the ambitions of another man and give the species the immortality it so wanted.

So yeah, Ilganyag is definitely not human, but I think she's able to see through a lot of human bullshit because of it. No coddling Duane. No guilt for the actions of the bloodthirsty and the power hungry.

[birdsandrobots]

The rain world brainworm is back again

I’m not very good at writing, but I wanna get better at making lore for things so I tried making a background for this threat theme

Corpus Callosum - The Twins

Two specially constructed superstructures compute the great problem in tandem, connected together with an intricate network of high-speed cables and water ducts. The space in between the two, the Corpus Callosum, is where the network is most dense, blocking out most if not all light from the outside. Over time many creatures have made their home in its dimly lit passages. However now, something is amiss. Synthetic organisms that glow with an eerie light have escaped from deep within one of the superstructures. The iterator inside rests in a vegetative state, for reasons unknown. These purposed creatures - once meant to maintain an iterator’s vast systems - have become misshapen, dutifully acting on broken and distorted directives after centuries of neglect. Having long since forgotten the concept of what is “inside” the iterator, they single-mindedly construct auxiliary memory banks, mercilessly hostile to any life unlucky enough to be in their way.

[lucettapanchetta]

[LIVE BROADCAST] - PRIVATE Seven Red Suns, No Significant Harassment

[ …so are we done with the plan now? ]

[ Yes, we are. There is no point in trying to solve something that we can't control. ]

[ I suppose you do have a point. I just wish I had the chance to speak with Five Pebbles one last time. ]

[ Also, I'd hate to go back to old questions, but what makes you so sure that the messenger died? ]

[ Well, I never intended for my messenger to fend off against large threats. Yes, I may have given them some increased adaptability, but that's about it in terms of intuitiveness. ]

[ ... ]

[ You know, I'm really starting to believe that they might still be alive. ]

[ That is, if you want my reasoning behind it. ]

[ Go ahead. ]

[Right. So, if you created a purposed organism capable of making the journey over to an iterator superstructure, wouldn't that disprove the notion it died?]

[ …not particularly. I made them to specifically to do that. ]

[ True, but anyways, the messenger also managed to get the failsafe pearl rewritten, so they must have met Moon. Keep in mind, her superstructure is extremely unsafe as of right now. ]

[ Right… ]

[ So, do you realize how much this messenger must've gone through to reach this point? ]

[ Quite a lot now that I think about it. ]

[ …and if that's the case, do you really think they would die that easily either? ]

[ Personally, I doubt it. They've likely spent countless cycles with the same level of grit needed to finish the job. I even bet they'll come back to you as soon as they're done. ]

[ When you put it like that, maybe you're right. But why are you being so optimistic all of a sudden? ]

[ Because it'll be all that I'll have left if things continue this way. If the one iterator I know, who usually makes light of everything, is hurting, I might as well compensate. Wouldn't you agree? ]

[ I suppose that's true, but if I wasn't experiencing the fear of uncertainty, I'd be doing a better job than you. ]

[ Can't help but throw punches, eh? ]

[ Oh, come on Seven Red Suns! It's in my nature. ]

[cordycepsbian]

also uploading these separately so we can properly tag them