#warframe kubrodon

[kaiserouo]

stayed on the orb vallis for too long i saw a kubrodon on a k-drive

(ref)

[holistichiatus]

one more round of floofs :]c

prob the last ones. should've spaced them out over the month but whatever

part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / bonus special

[sterlinggalaxy13]

Brindle Kubrodon

31.2 kg is 68.7 pounds

[chronicler-of-narrative]

About OC ask

2, how they hugging (if they even hugging with someone. And why if they do not)

Sorry for taking so long!

So since its more of a question (and I couldnt really figure out a proper situation where this character would express it as a journal entry) I'll directly answer it by saying that no, he does not hug other humans due to his...rather reclusive nature.

However, not to leave you empty handed, I have written an entry that I originally inteded to be the answer, before realizing it doesn't really fit the actual prompt given, alongside a small character summary. So, without further ado:

A chronicler's research notes

Chapter: Orb Vallis/Venus

Cycle: 54

Research subject: Common Vallis Kubrodon

Begin note recording in 3...2...1...

*click*

(sigh)

Venus, a place of many test...One day, It is one's cold tolerance. Another...one's bargaining ability with local Corpus forces to ensure their neutrality. But on days like this, I really wonder...

(a multitude of low, non-aggressive barks can be heard, echoing against the cave walls)

I consider myself a Kavat person. How could I not, faced with their serene beauty and graceful, yet lethal nature? And yet, the Vallis seems intent on breaking this conviction of mine, like it would break the body of a soul used to warmth...

(a singular bark can be heard, followed by a whining sound)

Yes, yes, little one...Fret not, you will get your share as well...

(The sound of objects clattering against the floor, followed immediately by the sound of bone beinf crushed)

The local Solaris wildlife expert warned me these creatures were agressive and territorial and that they only show respect to, and I quote, 'the strongest of the strong'. I will probably have to ask him to arrange follow-up consultations to discuss such...abnormal behavior. Though, there is another possibility...But, surely they cannot be so perceptive as to-

(The whinning sound returns, with a few intermitten a few barks)

What is it you seek now? Can't you see I'm-

(Again the sound of skittering paws, followed thump, a human yell, and the sound of something hitting the floor)

Ow...You little...

(Another bark)

Fine, but you should consider yourself fortunate that It would even cross my mind to give you affection after these shenanigans! At least Kavats don't throw you to the ground as a gesture of friendship...

(A bark)

Hold on, first I have a recording to conclude...

Ahem, it would appear that...unfavorable recording conditions have been reached. I will continue once I return to Fortuna. As for this video, hopefully I remember to set it for deletion. What a waste of memory...

*click*

Summary: The Chronicler is a pseudonym known by many local experts across the System. Be they Grineer or Corpus, Ostron or Solaris, most have heard of a certain Tenno seemingly uninterested neither in loot nor bloodshed...But rather in preservation. When asked, he simply shrugs, replying that he considers it his 'duty' to record and chronicle the many wondrous events, regions, objects and lifeforms across the System. Questions regarding his true name or even Warframe have similarly yielded little results, implying this Tenno child possesses neither. Most perculiar of all though, is that no other Tenno, even those whose memories from before The Collapse have remained intact, seem to have any idea of who this Chronicler figure is, leaving many to ponder at his true identity.

[art-of-illusn]

Continuing with warframes as furries, here’s Umbra as a kubrodon

[ponyinsocks]

No I’m not obsessed 

[nek-ros]

friendship ended with debt bonds

now kubrodons is my best friend

[corpusbonds]

Floof game I took a few days ago. It has grown. So much.

[grineer-child]

A CHONKY LAD

OH LAWD HES COMINGG

[cake-a-boo-blog]

I like my new Operator ❤

[frostynovaprime]

I’ll be eligible to rank up to Old Mate tonight

I.... really don’t want to.

[kaiserouo]

we had tranq gun already now we need tranq melee

[nextlevelwaterpanic]

LUPIN, THE WERE-FRAME

I'll admit I've been sitting on the idea of a quadrupedal Warframe inspired by Blade Wolf from Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance forever, but it wasn't until I tried out Sevagoth that I got some kind of idea of how that'd even work without having to reanimate everything a Warframe should always be able to do for a new rig that only one frame would even use--just have it be a separate form! Abilities under the cut.

Passive: Lupin gains power efficiency while standing in darkness and for a short period after leaving it. Allied Kubrows, Predasites, and Helminth Chargers gain +150% critical hit chance and damage.

1. Pounce -- Lupin's Helminth ability. Take a leap towards your crosshair and create a shockwave on landing, or lunge directly for a targeted enemy to open them to finishers. Affected by power strength and range.

Augment: Rending Pounce -- Enemies hit by Pounce become prone to bleeding on hit from any damage taken for a short duration, chance scaling with power strength, vulnerability window affected by duration.

2. Werewolf's Curse -- Summon jaws of energy to clamp down on an area, subjecting enemies within to the Werewolf's Curse, disarming them and making them part of Lupin's pack. Enemies affected by the curse will take escalating Toxin damage (individual per enemy) and spread the curse to other enemies on hit. Enemies who die under the curse will live for an extra second after their health reaches zero, and are not counted under the cap for enemies affected. Max enemies affected scales with power strength, toxin damage escalates faster and cursed enemies stay on their feet for longer after death with more power duration, radius affected by power range.

Augment: Aseptic Bite -- The Werewolf's Curse no longer inflicts Toxin damage, allowing cursed enemies to provide their benefits for longer. Tenno in the ability's range are, for a duration, granted status immunity and a flat amount of armor scaling with power strength and Lupin's own armor (not counting armor gained from this ability).

3. Call to Lua -- Howl to the skies above, granting Lupin, his allies, and enemies under the Werewolf's Curse increased movement speed, fire rate/attack speed, and an additive amount of status chance. Enemies who hear the howl lose their ability to hear and are slowed down, making them easier prey for the Pack. Scales with power strength, range, and duration.

Augment: Call and Response -- Increase the power strength of Call to Lua for each ally or cursed enemy affected by it.

4. Hunter's Moon -- Exalted ability. Lupin drops on all fours and attacks enemies with vicious claws and spectral teeth. Gain lifesteal, attack speed, status chance, and chance to strip enemy armor on hit for each enemy affected by the Werewolf's Curse. Damage taken by Lupin is divided evenly with all Cursed enemies.

Augment: Alpha Kubrodon -- When Hunter's Moon is deactivated, Cursed enemies will donate up to a certain percentage of their health to restore Lupin's energy. Affected by power strength and efficiency.

[theterribletenno]

Pierrot, the Clown warframe

I hate you all for making me do this but I’m going to do the best I can anyways.  Maybe he’ll be a smash hit like crab himbo.

Health: 75 (225 at rank 30) Shield: 75 (225 at rank 30) Armor: 75 Energy: 200 (300 at rank 30) Sprint Speed: 1.15

Passive: When Pierrot’s shields are reduced to zero he releases 200 blast damage with 100% status chance in a 12.5 meter radius and blinds enemies for 1 seconds, leaving them vulnerable to melee finisher attacks for the next 7.5 seconds.  Pierrot’s shields must recharge to a minimum of 66 points before this effect can occur again.  Pierrot’s shield gate invulnerability time is double that of a normal warframe.

Ability 1: Banana Peel, 25 energy.  Although it is called a ‘Banana Peel’ it is actually a small mass of incredibly slippery trans-dimensional material that Pierrot summons and places in front of himself within 6 meters, lasting up to 40 seconds.  Up to 12 individual Banana Peels can be active at once, and each one contains 8 charges.  If an enemy steps on a Banana Peel 1 charge is consumed, the enemy is ragdolled and vulnerable to melee ground finisher attacks for 3 seconds, and receives 100+X impact damage (where X is equal to 10% of the enemy’s max health).  The same enemy cannot be affected by Banana Peel more than once every 5 seconds.  If an ally steps on a Banana Peel they will gain +30% sprint speed and -30% friction for ten seconds.  This consumes 4 charges and cannot be refreshed until the effect expires.

Ability 2: Balloon Animal, 50 energy.  The targeted enemy within 15 meters of Pierrot is subjected to terrifying energies from the void, causing them to horribly inflate (in a manner similar to that caused by the Nukor or Peculiar Growth) and float like a balloon while invulnerable for 15 seconds.  Other enemies within 20 meters of the Ballooned victim are compelled to attack it.  All incoming damage to the Ballooned  victim is converted into a pool of gas damage with 100% status chance which is divided between and inflicted upon all enemies within 20 meters upon the ability’s expiration.  Pierrot and his allies can also attack the Ballooned victim to add to its damage pool.

Ability 3: Dangerous Trick, 50 energy.  Tap to activate the currently selected Dangerous Trick or hold to cycle between three trick options. A) Knife Thrower - Brandish and then recklessly throw a set of 3 throwing knives to strike enemies standing within a 6 meter radius around him, or home in on enemies within 60 meters and a 90 degree angle of the aiming reticle.  Each Knife inflicts 500 slash damage with 100% status chance. B) Fire Breather - Expel an alarming gout of flame from Pierrot’s ‘mouth’ which inflicts 750 heat damage with 100% status chance on all enemies in a 90 degree angle in front of Pierrot with a reach of 12.5 meters.  Survivors will enter a state of panic for 10 seconds.  While panicked, enemies will not attack and will haphazardly flee. C) Escape Artist - Pierrot releases a cloud of dazzling smoke and glitter, blinding enemies within 6 meters for 1.5 seconds and leaving them vulnerable to melee finishers while also becoming invisible for 10 seconds.

Ability 4: Circus Beast, 100 energy.  Summons a trained circus creature to assist Pierrot in battle.  The creature summoned is determined by Pierrot’s last used ability.  The summoned Circus Beast lasts for 20 seconds and each boasts unique abilities and effects.  The currently summoned Circus Beast must expire before a new one can be summoned. Banana Peel = Bolarola. The Circus Bolarola rolls into a ball and crashes through groups of enemies, dealing 750+X impact damage (where X is equal to 20% of the enemy’s max health) ragdolling them and leaving them vulnerable to melee ground finisher attacks.  The Bolarola also grants all allies within 16 meters a 10% reduction to incoming damage. Balloon Animal = Kubrodon. The Circus Kubrodon attacks enemies with brutal and savage attacks, pinning enemies down and mauling them with a finisher attack that deals 1,000+X true damage (where X is equal to 20% of the enemy’s max health) .  Enemies within 6 meters of the Kubrodon will enter a state of panic, not attacking and fleeing for 6 seconds. Dangerous Trick = Feral Kavat. The Circus Feral kavat is quick and is able to attack whole groups of enemies with its razor sharp claws, dealing 500 slash damage with 100% status chance to all enemies it strikes.  The Kavat also grants all allies within 16 meters +30% crit and status chance on all equipped weapons. Beast Tamer = Condroc Flock. The Circus flock of Condrocs harass enemies when summoned, stealing the weapons of enemies within 20 meters and assaulting them with their sharp beaks, causing enemies to be repeatedly subjected to impact and puncture status procs.  The condrocs will also drop ammo pickups and health & energy orbs for allies every 6 seconds.

Subsumed Ability: Balloon Animal

Signature Weapons Arlecchino: For reasons that defy explanation, this bizarre beam-emitting device is considered a shotgun.  Its most exceptional property is its ability to extend multiple tendril-like beams of glowing, warbling energy to attack multiple enemies within range.  When the trigger is pulled, this shotgun fires a single energy beam that locks onto the nearest enemy.  After one second of continuous fire a second beam emerges, after two seconds of continuous fire a third beam, and so on up to five total beams.  Individual beams will only attach to the same target if there are fewer enemies within the weapon’s range than there are actively firing beams.  Maximum beam count can be influenced by multishot.  In Pierrot’s hands the maximum number of beams is increased by two.  This weapon deals mostly electric damage with lesser values of impact, puncture, and slash, and boasts very high status chance at the cost of very low crit. Colombina: Known as an instrument of pain and pleasure, and a symbol of authority under the big top, a whip is the natural choice for Pierrot’s signature weapon.  With a narrow, flechette-like head, the Colombina whip strikes fast and inflicts severe wounds.  While in Pierrot’s hands, this weapon gains bonus status chance on slide attacks.  Very fast attack speed at the cost of low per-hit damage, very high crit at the cost of low status.  Deals mostly slash, moderate impact, and low puncture.

Closing notes: You fuckers had better appreciate this.

[moss-sauce]

but now i’m on track babey. OCtober 16, wild. max deadass wants to keep a wild animal now. tin isn’t amused.

“That’s a wild animal, Maxis.”

“Yeah.”

“You can’t keep it.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s a wild animal.” Tinleah’s voice is exasperated. “God, your heart’s huge, but sometimes I question the size of your brain.”

“I’m wounded,” Max holds a hand over her heart in faux pain. “How could you say such a thing, to your own girlfriend?”

“Easily. She tries to convince me to bring a feral raptor home.”

The Sawgaw perched on Max’s forearm squawks and flaps its wings wildly. Tinleah recoils, shielding herself, but Max laughs lightly at the outburst. It’s just a run-of-the-mill Flossy Sawgaw, nothing particularly notable about it, except for a nicked wing that Biz will likely want to check out.

“Y’think so, bud?” 

“You’re talking to a bird, Max. A bird.”

“I’m valuing his opinion.”

The Sawgaw chirps loudly.

“I agree,” Max nods sagely. “Tinny should lighten up. You took the words right out of my mouth.”

Hush rolls her head. Datura rubs her temples, standing next to the Ivara Warframe, before glaring at her. This is your Operator, this is your problem.

Trouvaille sniffs the Sawgaw carefully, jumping back at every movement it makes. When his snout touches a clawed foot, it screeches at him, pecking and flapping its wings again. He jumps back so hurriedly that he trips over his own hind legs, barreling into the other Operator.

“Look, even Trouvaille doesn’t like it,” Tin argues feebly. “You can’t seriously be considering keeping it as some sort of exotic pet.”

“Think about it, though,” Max’s eyes sparkle with mischief. “We could use him for recon. Nobody would notice a measly Sawgaw flying overhead as being a threat. I could train him to grab stuff. Or to scare some Corpus. I’m sure he’d love to get some revenge on the folks at the Enrichment Center.” She ruffles the feathers on the bird’s head with a finger.

“I’m...sure it would,” Tinleah is taken aback. “But...uh…”

“You realize I’m joking. I’ve been joking this entire time, Tinny. I’m not considering bringing a wild raptor back to base with a bunch of rowdy, loud dudes cramped in some barracks.” Max snorts.

“You make it sound so legitimate,” the purple-clad Operator huffs.

“You think I’m stupid enough to do something like that?”

“Yes,” she answers deadpan. “Do you recall how you react to tranqing Kubrodons? How you call them ‘cute’, and ‘absolute units of love’, and ‘just misunderstood’?”

“But they are,” Max spits back. “They’re just...doing their thing. And people got involved.”

Oh, Tinleah knows better than to get Max started on this rant. She knows how deeply Max cares about the wildlife here, just as Biz does, and how she would sooner task herself with peeling the miserable skin off of every Corpus unit deployed here than admit defeat for the animals’ sake.

“Anyways, I kid. I’ll send him to Biz like usual. He’s just so affable,” she continues, scratching under the bird’s chin.

“Cool. I’m sure Biz will love him too.” Tinleah grunts. “Hurry up, though. The longer we stand still the colder I get.”

“Hush, you.”

[heartslogos]

seas who could sing so deep and strong [153]

Kore’s struggling in her Saryn after being so long in her Nidus, Judge can tell. He met her as a Saryn, he knew her as a Saryn. And if Judge is being perfectly frank, he fell in love with her as a Saryn.

And then she grew into something different than Saryn and he loves that, too.

But Kore’s struggling as Saryn right now, always expecting a blossom of flesh and teeth at the stop of her heel and coming up empty. It doesn’t help that she’s currently working with one of her least favorite type of melee weapons.

“Just use a sword,” Judge says as Kore grunts, hefting the heavy mace up from a ground slam as she slowly turns, Saryn’s thin waist twisting with the strain of moving as she brings the mace around to slam into a Grineer scorpion. He hears the crunch of bone and the sputtering groan as the Scorpion collapses. Well. Falls apart, actually, without a torso to hold her body upright.

“No,” Kore grinds out. And then she stomps down hard, clicks her tongue when nothing happens and sends a wave of dangerous toxic energy over the maul, coating it in pollen-gold energy that hisses faintly whenever it comes in contact with anything.

Her MOA beeps, hopping from foot to foot, head swiveling as it fires off a shot at something far away. Judge distantly hears a thud of a body falling, but he doesn’t look to see what it was. Kore somehow managed to stick with her MOA long enough to get the thing ready for gilding and now it seems to be doing much better at…not dying. It still does amazingly, profoundly, humiliatingly foolish things like stand in acid pools and run into bombards. But now it’s much faster at running after her and taking at least one more hit before falling down into a crumpled mess of leg and circuitry.

“You’re miserable,” Judge points out. “You and your warframes have always relied on speed.”

“Untrue,” Kore says. “There’s Rhino.”

“Rhino?” Judge says, “Rhino who you never use? Rhino who you keep around because you like to look at him?”

“Slander. I would never do something so impractical.”

“Right.” Judge does not say the real reason she keeps Rhino around, which is that she likes it when the warframe holds her because she feels safe. Judge doesn’t judge her for that, because anyone would feel safe being held by a Rhino warframe. He’s a big warframe and you just feel…surrounded? It’s a good kind of feeling. Even with his claustrophobia he can appreciate it a little.

“You don’t even use War,” Judge says. “Because it’s too slow for you. You did the bare minimum to attune to it and then you put it in storage. I don’t think you’ve even used a catalyst on it.”

“War was never going to be a weapon of my choice,” Kore points out, “It’s like…an aesthetic piece. It’s a point that I’m proving to that home invader every time he sees me. I have your sword, you aren’t special.”

Kore grunts as she brings down her mace straight onto a Grineer lancer, crushing his scull instantly. And also possibly ramming it straight down into his ribs. Judge grimaces.

“On your left,” Judge says. “Hellion about to get away.”

“What? No.” Kore turns, and in a move that would make the Empress proud, denies the Hellion its’ escape. She turns, mace already half-way drawn up and slams the mace straight into the aerial born Grineer’s legs. The Hellion screams out as its legs are crushed and its jetpack sputters, dented from being clipped by Kore’s attack, and goes crashing down into the guts of the Grineer shipyard. Kore lets out a sigh. “See. I’m getting it.”

“Right,” Judge says, watching her from his perch on the railing above her. She’d insisted that he stay behind and just watch her back.

Saryn’s elegant arm extends outwards, fingers outstretched. Judge sighs. Kore also sighs, but it’s much more frustrated than anything else.

“You wanted larva, didn’t you?”

“Shut it,” Saryn’s fist closes as she pulls out her Bronco and starts shooting instead. “I used to be able to do this.”

“You didn’t have to forma your Saryn.”

“I did if I wanted her to be able to keep up,” Kore says. “My fighting style has changed. I’ve changed. I need her to come with me on this journey of change. I’m not letting my Saryn go. Not ever. I refuse to let her become obsolete, even if my preference has changed towards another warframe.”

“Unusually sentimental of you.”

Kore waves a hand in the MOA’s direction. “Given my history, is it so hard for you to believe I don’t leave things I’m fond of behind?”

-

Empress wakes up, mind unclear and foggy for a moment as she tries to understand what woke her. It isn’t her Cephalon, because her ship’s lights are still dimmed. She doesn’t feel any pain and she was not dreaming of anything that she can recall being particularly bothersome. She hasn’t fallen off her bed, she isn’t cold or overly hot, and she feels quite comfortable as she is.

She stretches her legs out a little and she doesn’t feel Jailer, or see him, for that matter, so it isn’t him, either.

She turns to look over her shoulder. Ah, there we are.

She turns over completely, reaching out and touching Alpha’s cheek. The tenno is stiff as a board, eyes closed but she knows he’s awake. His mismatched eyes open at her touch, and the light shining out of them is bright enough it stings a little. He lets out one slow breath through his nose, and everything is illuminated by the uncontrolled power seeping through his eyes. Empress isn’t sure how his eyelids blocked it out, honestly.

“What was it?” Empress asks, quietly. There are so many ghosts between them. She could have another thousand years and never be able to know which particular one is hurting him at any given moment. All of them, she assumes sometimes. New ones she hasn’t even met, even.

He doesn’t answer her, just takes in another one of those slow controlled breaths before closing his eyes again. There’s just the faintest, faintest light coming through. Empress closes her eyes and imagines that the spots she sees on the back of her eyelids are those lights. They aren’t. But it’s close.

“Was it your mother?” Empress whispers. Alpha’s next breath is a little sharper, but he doesn’t move underneath her hand. “Your father?”

He doesn’t pull away, but he puts a warning hand on her chest, long fingertips pushing the faintest bit of power into her. It makes her skin feel heavy, her bones seem like lead for a brief moment.

Stop.

Empress hums softly under her breath as Alpha works on breathing and not losing control of his powers and knocking her ship into complete and permanent malfunction.

Finally, Alpha lets out the faintest sound and she opens her eyes again and his eyes are just the normal brightness of any other tenno. Not stars or suns or flares, just Alpha again.

His hand, still on her chest, slowly slides over her shoulder until his palm is on the back of her head as he draws her close to him. He presses an apology to the crown of her forehead, right between the golden horns grafted onto her by the Orokin.

“Alone again,” He whispers. “Voices of the void and silence.”

She breathes in deep, taking him in as she feels his throat moving with his quiet words.

“Do I not breathe against your skin? Does my hair not slide through your fingers?” She replies. “Let it only be my voice and my silence. Shall I weave you a story for the night?”

Alpha shakes his head no.

“Then I shall weave myself a story for the night,” Empress decides. Alpha’s tired laugh is just a shaking of his chest as she thinks up something that will lull him into sleep. “Well now. I should think that I would like to hear a story about a kubrow tonight.”

“Oh?”

“No, hush, you sleep. This one is for me, not you, since you do not want a story,” Empress muses. “I am going to tell myself a story about a kubrow. A kubrow that goes on a magnificent journey across Earth and meets several friends and learns wonderful life lessons and perhaps defeats a mean kubrodon from Venus.”