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Time had lost itself to the protogen as they laid on the surface, their senses swimming yet slowly coming to. Touch...hearing...smell...taste, even if nothing was around to eat...then sight. Touch would start to register that they were laying on a hard and rough surface, with an equally harsh texture to it. Hearing would bring forth the sounds they heard, which was something akin to that of an urban setting, fairly quiet of sorts. Smell would catch on the smells of food from dining areas or the occasional car exhaust. Taste...nothing, but better than being unable to sense anything in that aspect, Then finally, sight would be showing the sky above, along with the edges of a building's upper floors to their left. All five senses would be slowly coming to as the protogen started to slowly open its eyes, only to snap open once it realized that it was not only alive, but somewhere that sounded familiar, bolting upright in their spot quickly. Their breathing was quick as they sat on the ground, trying to process what had happened to it, gaze angled down to the ground for a moment before looking back up.
A shy glance to the left would show a street that felt familiar, like the one that it frequented whenever needing to head to a modification shop, getting the same feeling when looking behind their spot, along with seeing cars going down what it figured to be a main street. The place felt familiar enough, thinking that maybe the power core sent it on quite a psychological trip, only wearing off when it was now laying on the ground it sat at. Yeah...that was it, just...a psycho-dream caused by an experimental core, that's it. That's what it thought and was most willing to believe in, starting to pick itself up from the ground to start walking, hoping to head back home. Just a dream...just a dream...
Far above, it had been a cloudy afternoon for the city save for a sizable, artificially-produced gap in the clouds, and one of the taller buildings had a few upper floors collapsed, something emergency teams were scratching their heads on what caused it to happen...
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And that's the end of the sequence. Most of these were fairly quick save for the ones in this part, along with the final frame of the previous part. Still, hope folks enjoyed a protogen going from the size of dimes all the way down to being at a 'normal' size at a universe below.
Protogens belong to
Malice-Risu.
Protogen model was made by and belongs to
Leymi.
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Time had lost itself to the protogen as they laid on the surface, their senses swimming yet slowly coming to. Touch...hearing...smell...taste, even if nothing was around to eat...then sight. Touch would start to register that they were laying on a hard and rough surface, with an equally harsh texture to it. Hearing would bring forth the sounds they heard, which was something akin to that of an urban setting, fairly quiet of sorts. Smell would catch on the smells of food from dining areas or the occasional car exhaust. Taste...nothing, but better than being unable to sense anything in that aspect, Then finally, sight would be showing the sky above, along with the edges of a building's upper floors to their left. All five senses would be slowly coming to as the protogen started to slowly open its eyes, only to snap open once it realized that it was not only alive, but somewhere that sounded familiar, bolting upright in their spot quickly. Their breathing was quick as they sat on the ground, trying to process what had happened to it, gaze angled down to the ground for a moment before looking back up.
A shy glance to the left would show a street that felt familiar, like the one that it frequented whenever needing to head to a modification shop, getting the same feeling when looking behind their spot, along with seeing cars going down what it figured to be a main street. The place felt familiar enough, thinking that maybe the power core sent it on quite a psychological trip, only wearing off when it was now laying on the ground it sat at. Yeah...that was it, just...a psycho-dream caused by an experimental core, that's it. That's what it thought and was most willing to believe in, starting to pick itself up from the ground to start walking, hoping to head back home. Just a dream...just a dream...
Far above, it had been a cloudy afternoon for the city save for a sizable, artificially-produced gap in the clouds, and one of the taller buildings had a few upper floors collapsed, something emergency teams were scratching their heads on what caused it to happen...
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First
And that's the end of the sequence. Most of these were fairly quick save for the ones in this part, along with the final frame of the previous part. Still, hope folks enjoyed a protogen going from the size of dimes all the way down to being at a 'normal' size at a universe below.
Protogens belong to

Protogen model was made by and belongs to

Category All / Macro / Micro
Species Exotic (Other)
Size 1200 x 5400px
File Size 7.19 MB
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