Riddle me this: Guess what I’ve been playing/obsessing over? :B
The Almighty Tallest, as Earth-Smellies! Look how gayly they run, LOL!
PROJECT: R.E.M.S.
R.E.M.S. is short for Reality Emulating Manufactured Synthetics. Often referred to simply as REM by the general public. It is man-made cybernetics at its finest, used almost strictly for military combat to reduce the loss of Human lives. R.E.M.S. reside inside a mechanical SHELL, which acts as a life support system and combat weapon. They can only last outside of their SHELL for about a two minutes, so POWER CORE SUITS are necessary to keep the REM alive during major interior tune-ups and clean-ups.
They seem mute and unresponsive outside of their SHELLS, but it is assumed that they speak on a telepathic wave to their peers. However, very little is known about it. In fact, since the first R.E.M.S. prototype, new discoveries in the development of the latests units pop up every day. Almost as if they’re growing and learning…
The particular character in the picture is J-121, a REM that is the most thoughtful of it’s kind, aware of situations and delicate state of affairs. It has silently evolved well past its predicessors but never lets on it’s true intelligence. J-121 befriended a human boy cursed with the ability to hear the voices of machines, though it’s reasons for doing so and it’s motives are unknown.
Additional Notes:
-R.E.M.S. require feeding only once a month, as most of their energy is supplied through their SHELL. Feeding schedules must be strictly on time, else the REM will be prone to eating whatever it can find if left unattended. Over time they can develop a favorite food, but its only out of whatever is fed to them, which is normally unappealing military protein bars. The best ranking R.E.M.S, however, will get the best treatment and thus the best meals.
-J-121’s particular favorite snack is jelly cubes and fruit puddings, which are smuggled to it by it’s human caretaker and friend. Because of this, the human endearingly calls it “Jelly”.
PROJECT: R.E.M.S.
I’ve been working on conceptualizing this cool idea that plagued over the weekend. I’ll go into more detail about the premise one of these days, but for now here’s a robot from said story, which is actually a first for me. I’ve never drawn a robot like this before. I’m certainly not ballsy enough to color it…yet. I’ll be making more professional looking reference sheets for it soon, but I wanted to share stuff along the way.
Originally given a long numeric title, the large, multi-legged piece of machinery was eventually given the simplified name SHELL. Durable and armed with various forms of weaponry, the SHELL is a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield…with a R.E.M. inside it, that is. Previous prototypes proved insufficient and cumbersome when piloted by a mechanical AI. R.E.M.S. was built to be a part of the SHELL, a battery that pilots the metal beast with ease, thus eliminating the need for human pilots and ‘needless casualties’.
The SHELL and R.E.M.S., when perfected, became one entity, unable to exist without the other. For SHELL, it had a battery, and for R.E.M.S, it had a life-support, nestled safely inside a powerful war machine. When inside the SHELL, a REM will connect via it’s ports, losing its sense of physical self and becoming purely the SHELL, where it feels most comfortable. A SHELL and REM are given the same designation/numeric code, bonding them together. Unlike R.E.M.S., SHELLs do not carry a consciousness or sense of self, hence the name, implying that it is just an empty shell.
(._.) I’m confused by a recent outburst over something I doodled late one night. I made the decision to just delete it if only to keep my dashboard free of the extra rage spam, so sorry people. Seems I got a few panties in a bunch, and I certainly don’t want that.
I realize that this post isn’t art, but it’s about art. Yay? I really, really, really hate having to delete something over such a trivial reason, but whatever; It was just a doodle anyway. Gonna keep on truckin’. Pfff, and hopefully not piss anybody else off.
I’m sorry, did I copy somebody’s writing style because I was influenced by it? Opps! I’m a HORRIBLE human being, aren’t I?