#project orc

[itsapmseymour]

In the simplest way, in order for Project ORC for continue...it needs one thing

Views

https://youtu.be/iDxX3SN1nlw

Get it out up so YouTube doesn't treat it like a low interest no need to push video

[crew-of-the-detz]

Forgotten

Humans, the naked bipeds who survived existence on a deathworld, who haphazardly stumbled their way to space flight, who went to war against the ruthless Burso and won. Humans, the species who against all odds practically run the universal economy.

Jason Moore, a human. A member of the almighty human race. Who forgot the datapad needed for the heist in his locker.

It went off without a hitch, the guards dodged, security disabled. All that needed to be opened was the vault door. And Jason forgot the key on the Detz, the single most important thing.

"YOU'VE GOTTA BE [REDACTED] KIDDING ME." Herkendel was less than thrilled. Jason was frantically searching his pack for the 5th time, Klove was pacing head in his hands, and Herkendel was furious. "I'M THE ONE WITH BRAIN DAMAGE HERE, HOW DID YOU FORGET IT OF ALL PEOPLE."

Not looking up from his pack Jason stuttered his answer, "I-I don't know! I thought it was in this pocket here, but it's not!"

Still pacing Klove didn't bother to look up. "We made it all this way, perfectly passed every obstacle. Now, we can't open the door. Perfect." He turned to Jason, "If we make it out of here alive, you're gonna be on domestic duty for a year."

Jason now thoroughly embarrassed turned his pack upside down emptying its contents, "Its gotta be here somewhere..."

Then the call came in over the radio, it was Kev. "Klove, you guys in yet?"

"Negative Boss, Jason left the key on the Detz, we're thinking up a plan B."

Kev took a moment, "I'm sorry, he left the what where?"

Jason turned on his radio, "Boss I am so so so sorry, I was checking my other gear and it must have slid out or something I kn-"

"Save it," Kev cut him off, "Yeqata will do a flyby and deliver it via puncture pod, you'll be swarmed by guards the second that pod hits so be quick. Kev over and out."

A few minutes passed, then a pod punched through the hull of the spacestation stopping any leakage with its own mass. The pod opened up and the datapad fell out, on it was a note from Yeqata. "Jason, when you get assigned to domestic staff remember: three blankets on my bed."

Sure enough, guard personnel swarmed the location but were cleaned up easy enough. Jason got the door open and there was the package. A man in his late 40's early 50's, gray suit purple tie. A streak of silver through his hair. He looked up at the three pirates, "About time, was wondering when you boys would show up."

Jason WAS assigned to domestic staff, out of spite he puts 2 blankets on Yeqata's bed. 11 months 29 days to go before he's a gunner again, 11 months 29 days...

(Inspired by me forgetting my phone on a bus in Europe the day I flew home after traveling across 8 countries no issue. It really be like that sometimes...)

[antidotethelizard]

human space are orcs *cthulu and lovecraftian horrors*

alien doctor: human when did your race come to my home planet? *points to the hollo screen with his tentacle* 

human: oh the lovecraftian horror stories yeah those were from a  a racist writer way back when bawait its like you home planet? *doubletakes on the alien doctor* 

alien doctor: *clicks his note taker and lurches away from the hollo screen* see records of racist human horror maker

human: no sir dont! *runs after him* 

[little-forest-art]

I’ve been listening to something on YouTube lately called project orc and finally know what the main alien looks like (from description) so here’s what I think he looks like

[jpitha]

Aliens are Gardenworlders / Humans are Space Orcs crossover: Humans take risks that might cause other sapients to be concerned for our wellbeing. What about people who are into Extreme Sports?

In orbit around the Garden World:

"Welcome to our home! I know a few humans who came to live here had...trouble after a few months, but you've said that you have no problem entertaining yourself and should be able to find plenty of enriching activities while here!"

"Thank you so much for approving my relocation, it really means a lot to me!"

"Um...what are you doing? You seem to be putting on an armored pressure suit"

"Oh this? I'm going to go skydiving to make it home. Don't you find landing just so..so boring?"

"You're going to do WHAT? No! you can't! We're still in orbit!"

"No worries, I have my ablative shield/surfboard here!" He holds out a massive, heavy looking oblong board with hundreds of little matte black squares on the bottom. "I'll ride the ionosphere until I'm under Mach 3, pop a drogue to steady myself, and then when I'm going a nice, sedate terminal velocity, I'll pop my regular chute and land."

"THAT'S INSANE"

"Nah, it's all good look!" He gestures around his suit "I have my main, my backup, my emergency, and I'm wearing another one under the suit. I have two knives to cut lines if needed, and the board has a chute too, it won't even land hard!"

"B-b-but"

"Don't worry! Humans have been skydiving forever. Even before we went to space, we had folks who would ride balloons as high as they could go and then jump out. This is only an extension of that."

"Y-y-you can't"

"Nowhere says I can't. I talked with the ship, they're going to pop the ventral airlock when I give the go-ahead. The puff of air will push me clear and I can begin my fall"

"WHAT? THEY WON'T LET YOU"

"Who says I won't?" The Ship said "If this human wants to become a fiery meteorite in the skies above the planet I'm not going to stop them."

"I told you both, It'll be fine. Okay, I'm off! See you on the ground suckers!!!!"

As the airlock closes, the alien says to the ship "Is he going to die?"

"Oh, absolutely. From this though? eh, 75% chance of surviving."

"....fucking humans..."

[shiraglassman]

books i owe reviews to

I am behind on Stuff but here are some books I read recently that I liked

Lavender House 1950′s queer noir. Gay cop gets fired for being gay and ends up a hard boiled PI solving one of those Rich Household Murders when the head of a soapmaking fortune falls to her death. Has TW’s but a happy ending for the MC, who sounds like Batman in the audiobook.

Legends and Lattes Orc retires from adventuring and opens a coffeehouse in a city that’s never heard of coffee (which is its own kind of funny.) She accidentally found-families herself because of course she does, and it’s got f/f in it. 

A Gentleman in Moscow Smartass elegant aristocrat is sentenced to permanent house arrest in a hotel when the communists take over in Russia 100ish years ago. Book describes the next several decades of his life and all the adventures you can get up to in a small space, which are: plenty. Surprise, like the previous one this also has restaurant stuff in it so I felt very Seen by the person who recommended it to me. Has m/f in it.

A Lady for a Duke Regency m/f romance. Heroine was thought dead on the battlefield in Waterloo but instead, she’s nursed back to health in a cottage and takes the opportunity to quietly transition and return home to become the “poor companion” to her brother’s wife. Problem: her old best friend, who has a lot of Waterloo trauma himself, is at the end of his rope. He does lash out when he figures out his new love is his old lost friend, but it’s 100% selfishness not transphobia (”how could you let me think you were dead”) and there is more than enough space in the story for him to redeem himself. Just wanted to make sure y’all knew that was in there.

I also read Project Hail Mary ages ago and that was really cute. I LOVED the ending bc it was more than I was expecting by that point. I went in nearly completely cold and that’s why I’m not describing the plot, just that someone I trusted said that they thought I’d like it. So I’m gonna let that be the spoiler: that it was ultimately cozy enough for the likes of me. :P

[humans-are-space-florida]

I think aliens would find it wild that we, as predators, would find the traits of other predators cute, and prey scary. Even with specific instances, a predators teeth may be cute and a prey animals teeth scary

Cats toe beans are a great example, they are great for stealth to sneak up on prey, practically a sign on a predator. Even sharp teeth, I’ve seen people be like, ‘look at those bitey little teefies on these little guys’ while talking about lions and panthers.

On the other hand,,,hippos are scary, kind of due to their size but also their aggression and teeth, they are one of the deadliest land animals for a reason

Rabbits are seen generally as cute, as seen by how popular they are as a pet, but try and tell me they aren’t at least a little scary. Again specifically their teeth

This isn’t always the case but even these few things would probably be weird to other sentient alien species, even if we are the top of the food chain

(Yes, I am using a hippo as an example of prey when hippos are technically neither prey nor predator but shush)

[kollapsar]

After months of working on this project on the backburner, I’m happy to present: character design sheets for each of our Hex Crawl campaign’s beloved NPCs <3 (captions for each character’s short description) They’re all so beautiful and I love them.

[alienkidyeetwo]

Alien: So, human. Did you fall in love again?

Me: Yes, and I'm 1/3 of it.

A:1/3 of it? You mean 1/3 of you is “in the feels that's real's”?

Me: Sorta, but please don’t talk like that ever again. It’s cringe..

A: Pardon me then, but what do you mean by 1/3?

Me: Well, I'm in love with someone and someone else is in love with them. So we created a small group of love! All of us are equally loving each other and treating each other with the highest respect for our relationship!

A: So what you’re saying is a complicated love triangle that proves nothing.

Me: WHAT!? NO! It’s called a polyamory, basically just three or more people being in a complicated love relationship! I did tell you this a few months ago!

*A few minutes later*

A: Oh, so it’s part of the rainbow group?

Me: Yup, it’s complicated!

A: Fascinating, yet very confusing on how it works…

Me: you'll get used to it

[unsafescapewolf]

Carltober Day 06: Orc Carl

[rofax]

y'all remember these fellas?

well now they have names and personalities and portraits/pajamas/nice clothes/additional outfit

and you can ask about them

huhuhuhuhuhuhu >:3c

E N J O Y x2

[itsapmseymour]

Official Concept Art of Nerva for Project ORC (By @anarchiceris ), help support the pilot of the show with views, and you will get more! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iDxX3SN1nlw

[crew-of-the-detz]

Fear

Fear is a funny thing.

Evolution produced fear as a means of protection, fear of the dangerous protects us. Keeps danger at bay and tells us to run when it gets too close.

However, fear has become distorted, misplaced, misshaped. People fear other people, to keep their way if life free of change, to keep the "unnatural" away, to keep things the way they like.

It's 1 am Ferrox time, in a back alley lays a large figure broken on the ground. 3 men stand around, with bats and metal pipes. They wear the brand of the Human Purists, bald heads with the easily identifiable neck tattoos.

The man in charge steps forward, nudging the figure on the ground with his foot. "See here boys? This is what these xeno-freaks deserve. They seek to infiltrate our communities, poison our people, and act like they was here all along." The man squats down, pulls the face of the Burso woman up to look at him. "My kin from Louisiana, you know what we do to gators like you down there?"

"Ya kill em."

The low rumbling voice creeping out of seemingly nowhere, then, from behind a dumpster, out steps the giant form of Joq'ethren. "You kill Gators. And you equate us to them, animals." The men take a defensive posture, not sure what this new adversary is going to do. "And its not just my people, you call the Duajhaq "Pidgeons" the Greol "Tadpoles". You treat people like animals just because they don't share the same genetic makeup as you."

The lead man steps forward, twirling his bat. "[REDACTED] off scalehead! Humanity was here first and will always be first!"

Joq'ethren snorts, "Sure you were, Ape."

Then like that, fear boils over into anger.

The lead man charges and swings, Joq'ethren takes the hit. The bat shatters over his scales. "My turn then."

Joq'ethren grabs the man by the neck and waist, moving his claws so as not to impale the man. Lifts him up and tosses him in the dumpster, closing the door and blocking it with a crate.

The other two men stand there, unsure of what to do. Joq'ethren points down at the Burso woman. "Do you know her?" The men stare, "DO YOU KNOW HER?" The men shake their heads no rapidly. "She's a florist. She works in the main street flower shop. You went hunting for a monster, and you beat up a hapless flourist." The men stare at the figure, then up at Joq'ethren. "Now, I'm gonna give you two a choice. Go turn yourselves in, or fight me. I garuntee I'll give you more than a florist."

The clanging of a metal pipe and wooden bat as the two thugs disappeared into the early morning.

Joq'ethren took the woman to a nearby hospital and stayed with her. They had grown up together, Burso stick together on Ferrox. Fear of Humanity kept them together, so when she didn't come to her appartment he went looking for her. When she finally woke up she began to cry, she was so affraid that she was going to be killed.

Fear breeds Fear. A vicious cycle.

When Joq'ethren went to his apartment, found it had been tossed by Human Purists he gave in to fear. He left, went among the stars.

Found a new home, one where he can change people, eliminate fear.

Give his people a chance for life amongst the other races. Make some semblance of Unity.

[enthusiastic-nimrod]

Behold, some DND tokens for this massive project I’ve been working on recently! By the time I’m done. there should be over forty individual tokens (as well as extra body parts to make new ones).

[birbhouse-doodles]

The kind of sainthood that will eat you alive

[kriskukko]

piano -- 1816 //concepting for visual novel