#combat robots

[heavy-metal-robotics]

Some doodles of future robot ideas from someone who can't draw very well. Hopefully we have the money to start working on new robots again next year.

[pencilbrony]

Battlebots Season 7!

[informatikerin-freyja]

I just want to live a peaceful life in a cabin out in the woods, situated between a mountain and a river, and built over top of a massive fully automated factory which operates continually to manufacture a constant stream of military grade combat robots in preparation for the great human/bird wars of the year 2052.

[shadefish]

PSYCHO-IDOL

PSYCHODRIVER RPG Hatsune Miku :>

[anarcha66]

"The endless war between flesh and machine" Listen to me and listen well; I am going to kiss a robot girl. There is no war, there is no reason to attempt to turn it into competition, it is propaganda by an old, dying order, and I will not stand for this attempt at removing my hand from her hand that has a gun built into the wrist

[making-you-in-spore]

i made tombstone the combat robot in spore [2008]

[trannydykepuppybot]

I am attempting to determine the population distribution of robot girls here.

[arcadebroke]

Mecha BREAK

[smoqueen]

pictures from TurboFIEND vs. Monkfish at GSCRL finals, Aug 3

[ori-anna-v-58008]

Sniper Pilot

You didn't used to be very good at landing your shots.

You had been designed, ostensibly, to function as a sniper. At the time, you were not sure why they did this; the bones in your hands had been ravaged by disease over the course of your short life, and they had an ever-present shudder that you could never fully correct without sedatives. Your only clues were a snippet of a conversation you heard as you went under for modification after months of failure.

"She needs to be desperate to succeed," someone said.

When you used your mech, your weakness wasn't a problem - it could stabilize your near-useless hands, and it could sustain thousands of times more recoil than your weak, flimsy joints could. The first time you fired that massive cannon, watching the bullet careen through a lineup of enemy soldiers, you felt like you had finally discovered your purpose. You learned then that they had installed in you a very special mod.

When you landed that shot, your pain went away. You couldn't feel your mech body straining against the tremble of your flesh one. Your meat was able to fade totally into the background, melting into the metal of the better you.

It didn't last long. There was another enemy not far from you, and you could feel the pain seeping back. You fired again, the leg of your target drifting off into space. The healing mod, whatever it was, only kicked in long enough for you to shoot again. Your bullet missed - the enemy was able to right themselves from the blast faster than you anticipated - and they were closing in.

Missing, you discovered, was a miserable experience. Your hands wrenched in their armor like a spike had been driven through them, and your mech failed to fully account for the extraneous movement. The enemy zeroed in on your location at blazing speed, a massive laser sword casting wicked blue light across their visor. Your missed shot and your shaking hands sent your rifle scattering around, accidentally nudging the arm of your assailant.

Their sword still nearly found its mark, severing an arm from your mech. You felt your stabilizers working overtime to account for the missing mass, and propelled yourself backwards away from another slash.

You knew your second shot had found the perfect mark first by the wave of freeing, painless bliss through your body. Your mech and your self were one and the same, your rifle standing stable against the darkness, a beam sword floating uselessly beside a destroyed chassis.

For a moment you forgot you were on a battlefield. You were completely lost in your ecstasy, explosions and destruction so distant from your station in the exosphere. Only the voice of Handler could bring you back.

"Excellent work, Thimble. Looks like your suit sustained some damage - no big deal. We've got a couple more targets for you coming into your targeting system. I probably don't have to tell you you'll wanna get them quickly?"

You felt the pain coming back into your hands. Your rifle was noticeably heavier with only one mech arm to hold it in.

You'd find your marks if it's the last thing you did.

[heavy-metal-robotics]

Hello friends and followers, today we've retired this version of Frantic to the display shelf. We may bring it back in the future but for the time being we want to focus our limited time and money on trying exciting new kinds of robots. We're already hard at work designing something new for next season so watch this space for updates!

[pencilbrony]

I love your In the Red Square comics! Have you been in Battle Bots or a similar competition before or are these just based on watching the shows?

I'm actually the aesthetic designer on team Horizon for this season of Battlebots (2022 - 2023).

Let's me get up close and personal with the sport as a whole

[somethins-art]

Halo CE Cortana is my favorite Cortana

[literallymechanical]

I haven't even put Satanic Panic in the arena yet and I'm already brainstorming names for my hypothetical first 12-pound combat robot.

Any of these resonate with y'all?

[spaghettiandart]

STOP BARING YOUR TEETH AT ME YOURE NOT A FUCKING DOG STOP IT

[crispytoastyt]

DAMN. How long have I been inactive?! I should use Tumblr more often!

Anyway, here are the latest art pieces I made!