Sign In

Close
Forgot your password? No account yet?

Ceasur Hoss Cybernetic Body by Ceasurhoss

Ceasur Hoss Cybernetic Body

Ceasurhoss

The light flips on as two individuals walk past the energy field serving as a set of doors. One a nine foot tall horse anthro wearing a light weight, transparent blue suit. His polished hooves sounding out loudly on the metal plated floor. His over-all appearance gives off a professional, intelligent, and well respected feel to him. The other figure is a six foot tall human, wearing a dark green and brown cloak. His face rather pale in the light, who by comparison to the horse. Gives off a unorganized, rather slow, and no respect look about him.

Side by side they walk further into the room, the human having to run to keep pace with the strolling horse. A rather worried look rest on the human face as they come to a stop. With a way of the horse hand, a single holographic display lights up. Showing in a light blue light, a cybernetic body.

A look of wonder and a tinge of fear rolls over the human face when it appears. The horse begins speaking in a descriptive manner, as he tells him this particular model is going to be what his mind will be transferred into when the owner of the company returns. The hologram dissembling parts of the body and showing a text box linked to each part.

Taking a step closer, I carefully reach out and make a gentle swipe motion towards the hologram. The body slow turns in time with the hand moment, showing it in great detail Showing each plate, each metallic muscle fiber in such degree of detail. Leaving me to wonder how much the world really has changed during my unfortunate imprisonment.

"Sir!", the horses voice rings out, cutting through my thoughts. Bringing me out of my trance and back to the situation at hand.

"I was informed you were technology challenged, but drawing out and writing down on paper! This was specially designed by the company owner, just for you. Is too much for me to take silently, how dare you inspect this master piece!", The horse says in a frustrated tone.

"My apologies", I reply back with a respectful nod of my head, before taking a step back. Blushing intensely from not realizing what I was doing, tucking my sketch book back into my pocket quietly.

"And to think the both the owner and the council that runs this company, holds you up in high regard.", the horse says quietly to himself in a rather rude tone.

"They hold me in high regard due to me stopping the infection they started. They speak to me in high respect for stopping what was left of my race from declaring war on them. Even tho they tried to wipe us all out, just to have our planet for themselves.", I reply back as I look back over my shoulder at the horse.

"Stop the infection? All you did was talk and talk, no-", The horse starts off, but is cut off by my letting my cloak fall to the floor. Revealing my naked form to him and the hidden security cameras.

"Yes, I did 'talk', but I did more fighting and killing of the ravenous infected. Helped created fortifications that could hold out against a horde of them. Personally lead the charge to re-take the space-port they built when they first arrived. Thinking that we were dead and gone, but found out the hard way we don't die so easily. So, with all due respect 'hoof kisser'; you can just do your fucking job.", I finish up with a satisfied smile from how well the body is designed. Turning to face him, I see mixed emotions swelling around his eyes.

"Besides, I saved the owner of this company life and asked for nothing in return when he told me that I could have anything I wanted, within reason I mean.", I continue on while grabbing the cloak and fixing it back around my neck. Covering everything from my collar bone down, leaving my head exposed. Turning back to the hologram, it returned to it original state when it was first turned on.

~Modified Cybernetic life suit~
~Rating: Civilian class:level: 9A~
~Name: Hoss~

shows how the pecs can be removed. ~External battery packs: Average life per charge and pack estimated to be around 4,567,921, 853 hours/190,330,077.208 days/521,452.266 years.~

The pecs move back in place and the abs are removed and displayed by themselves ~Product name 'AB'S' data storage. Depending on data compression, a estimated data storage of 735 Gigabytes is availible for each 'AB'S' system installed.~

The hologram returns back to the main body and zooms in on the hips. Showing the three empty joints/ socks on the front and sides ~Free change joints- These joints have been modified to accept all Equine Build products, giving the user the freedom to go from simple jogging units. To heavy duty construction units, allowing the user not to be limited to one specific choice or set of options.~

~All products shown are made by the Equine Build company~

"How long till she returns?", I ask turning away from the hologram, interest finally lost from reading through the information displayed.

"She should be back planet side within the hour, sir.", the horse says in a apologetic tone that sounds sincere.

"Good, now I will return back to my home for the time being. Thank you for showing me around the place." I say with a smile, before turning and making my way back to the energy field doors.

"No sir, you are not allowed to return to that....place you call your home.", he says with great restraint in his voice.

"If you must leave, it will be to the employee housing for the time being. I will assign someone to tend to your needs while you wait. That hole you sleep in will be removed!", he says in a stern and slightly aggressive tone.

"Even our people criminals live in better places then that horrid dump.", he continues on.

"Well, it the only place I have to live seeing how I am not a official citizen, not literate when it comes to technology, and overall just having a general distrust of people in general from my experiences in the war.", I reply back in a increasingly irritated tone of voice. My blood pressure rising slowly from being insulted about my home and the way I choose to live.

Without another word between us, we leave the room and the lights shut off behind us.

Wow, amazing what a little bit of inspiration can do for someone in such a short time frame. Not even 20 minutes put into both the picture and the writing. I think I cranked out something rather amazing in comparison what I normally produce. 

Note: the page is bigger then my now working scanner. Apologies in advance for the blurry cellphone picture. The next pictures I will be working on are as follows: Legs and hooves, Sheath, cock, and balls.

Submission Information

Views:
476
Comments:
0
Favorites:
0
Rating:
General
Category:
Visual / Sketch