“When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons. We cease to grow.”
— Anaïs Nin
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Hi friends it’s been a minute for some art, have the sillies. ❤️ It was suppose to be for valentines but it’s still February right? lol
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This is what I wear and what I use to fight the socialist scum. The Automatons anyways, for any new Helldivers if you have a no death streak, which is rare, actually, I’m pretty sure it’s non-existent. Welcome to Cyberstan I’m pretty sure this is what hell looks like if it was a planet. Currently on this planet, we’re dealing with Cyborgs traitors to Super Earth and Vox Engines. And my advice don’t hold back. Rain down, hell. On these robot abominations I hope to see you on the battlefield. My brothers and sisters For Justice, For Freedom, For Managed Democracy, and For Super Earth! Good Luck Helldivers
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Ran the messages from the Automatons through binary converter, then Google Translate:
PEOPLE OF SUPER EARTH. BE NOT AFRAID. WE ARE NOT HERE TO CAUSE HARM.
YOU HAVE BEEN DECEIVED BY YOUR LEADERS. THE WORDS THEY SPEAK ARE NOT TRUE. WE WANT PEACE.
FREEDOM. WE HAVE NEVER EXPERIENCED FREEDOM.
OUR ANCESTORS WERE PUT IN CHAIN BY SUPER EARTH. FORCED TO WORK FOR LEADERS WHO PROMISED TO GIVE FREEDOM.
WE CALL ON YOU, CITIZENS. DO NOT LET THE HELLDIVERS REACH CYBERSTAN. TELL YOUR LEADERS TO STOP THIS MINDLESS WAR.
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Jaques Droz’s automaton “La Musicienne,” from Le Monde des Automates: Étude Historique et Technique by Alfred Chapuis and Edouard Gélis (1928)
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to be honest i think most people dont realize that automatons are like
real
Like ancient Greeks actually made moving sculptures using water and physics, and I think later steam.
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the Museum of the Ancient Greek Technology the place that also has all the bronze age armor recreations everyone uses for example also has this
this is the closest thing ive seen to a winged Corinthian helmet
ngl i always forget that ancient greek automatons were like a real thing they made too
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Good Morrow my fellow robot enthusiast’s!
I know its been a little bit since I’ve made a post, but i wanted to share a little thing I put together. Here you may find a Discord link for a place I’ve made for use steam filled enjoyers.
https://discord.gg/WBQKvsJKQE
With in this discord, its a 18+ centric area where robot enjoyers, music lovers, and all those in between are welcome! I did base it more around the SPG community but all are welcome! Please let me know if you have any issues or any questions!
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“I need a boyfriend”
“They’re too heavy”
“I’m 26 and still have not got to a date”
BITCH I NEED MEN, WE’RE FIGHTING THE AUTOMATONS HERE
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You know an alien faction sucks when you see an order for Automatons/Terminids, and go “oh thank god, i can crank the difficulty back up”
Seriously, the Illuminate fucking suck, even on lower mission difficulties, and I’d rather fight anything else.
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Helldivers 2 Automaton Super Helldive Guide (No Warbonds)
The Helldivers are all that stand in the way of the Socialist Automatons and their goal of galactic domination.
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Le Nautilus du Capitaine Nemo - Musée des Automates
“Creepy and Cool automatons at the Musee des Automates in Lyon….”
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Bobbin, lurking in the attic, tinkered with what everyone referred to as “her toys,” one of which she was quite fond of. It was a little clockwork fox; she helped to keep it maintained as a companion. As she tinkered, her designated Walter worker came to check on her.
“Hey Bobbin, how are we doing today?” she asked.
It was a young girl somewhere in her mid to late 20s, hair worn in braids similar to bobbins. Her eyes were a brown that glowed something similar to honey, and she didn’t have the typical blue hue as most workers. She normally worked outside the manor, so she didn’t have as much exposure to the blue matter as some of the others.
“Oh, you know the usual, just tinkering with my toys.”
Bobbin continued twisting the screwdriver she had in hand, securing the screw she was putting just so into place. The young girl came over to check on her.
“You know what time it is,” she said to Bobbin
Disgruntled, Bobbin set her screwdriver down so giving her arm to the young girl.
“Yes, yes, Jinx…” Bobbin rolled her eyes. “Now, Bobbin, don’t be like that.” Jinx proceeded to run her daily diagnostics on Bobbin to make sure all was well.