A fairly p*rny skelebot (Patreon)

Hey all,

Bit later than I said yesterday because I slacked off watching random youtube junk, but here's upload one of two that I said would go up today.

We're back with WH40K, and another xeno species this time. Or rather, what's left of the species. Because that curvy ladybot up there, is a Necron. For those who know 40K they will obviously know what that means, in fact, for those that know 40K they already recognized it just from the drawing, unless I've done a really bad job of rendering her. But for those who are not familiar, I have mentioned the Necron in passing before in earlier uploads, for it was they and the C'tan star gods that waged war against the old ones, prompting them to create the Eldar to help their fight against the Necron.

Back then they were called the Necrontyr, and they were a humanoid organic species. Unluckily for them they suffered from particular poor health, and lived on a planet constantly, and heavily irradiated by their sun. We don't know just how harsh it was to live there, but I wouldn't bet against the chance that it may have been a death world.

I guess this should prompt me to talk a bit about what that means to those uninitiated and unfamiliar with 40K lingo. But I'll keep it brief:

A death world is simply a classification for still-habitable planets, whose conditions to live on simply happen to be extremely harsh.

There, that's brief enough, there's other kinds of classifications for planets out there, but they're not relevant right now. Back to the Necrontyr.

Thanks to their homeworld and their own frail physicality (probably a result of living there), the Necrontyr all lived very short, very painful lives. This was (relatively) fine with them for a while, much as it sucked, until they met the Old ones. The Old ones, with all their technological splendor did not, for whatever reason when the two species met, help the Necrontyr out, no matter how much they begged and pleaded. The Necrontyr now could see that things could be vastly better, they didn't need to live their short irradiated lives, and then the Old ones refused them, denying them their salvation.

There is a bunch more history around this, but because this all takes place literally millions of years ago, huge swathes of it are left rather vague, and info is sparse, or contradictory. There's something to do with different dynasties, civil wars, yada yada yada, then at one point the Necrontyr managed to get their shit together, after pulling themselves out of their tortured existence, unified, and declared war on the Old ones for being big dumb meanies that one time.

Over the course of these happenings, and the subsequent interstellar war with the Old ones, the Necrontyr also found a strange being that had latched itself to a sun, and was feeding off its energies. They called it a C'tan, a star god. And managing to commune with it, discovered there were more of these beings out there, they were intelligent, very old, and very, very powerful.

And they were also hungry. Some dealing and negotiating later, the two were allies, and the Necrontyr used their by now quite advanced super-science to craft these C'tan bodies of living metal, because before that point they were just clouds of energy. Now with the help of their new star god pals, the tides of the war shifted in their favour.

Unluckily for them, the specific C'tan they had originally met and did their deal with came to be known as The Deceiver, or Mephet'ran. And he lived up to the name.

During the war, he tricked the entire Necrontyr race into giving up their own bodies and make themselves a race of immortal robots, catch being that actually the C'tan would use the opportunity to, during the bio-transference, feast on the souls of the Necrontyr. Because souls turned out to be much tastier than radiation from stars. When the Necrontyr woke up in their new shiny metal bodies, they had lost all personality, autonomy, and sense of self, reduced to mindless automatons. Only a select few higher ups were spared, and allowed a bit of their personality to transfer over into their new bodies, but a lot of them ended up going insane over it.

And that's how the Necrontyr all turned into spooky space robot skeletons, and from then on were called Necron(s).

So why does this one have metal tiddies, wide birthing hips, and big kissable lips and eyelashes and stuff?

I dunno, must be a different model or something.

SoCarter out.

PS: I made up my own Necron dynasty with their own symbol for this one, it looks like a stylized depiction of a rather chesty, wide hipped woman.