Another drawing for RetroInferno of his universe LGM this time with more fluff and chip eating
He actually wrote a short story for this pic. So please sit down, grab a bag of chips, protect them from giant alien wolf tongues and enjoy this story written by RetroInferno
"Time for a break…"
Following these words, Wyatt walked away from several pallets of crates.
There was only one problem. The human was literally the size of a mouse compared to the environment, and his elevated position on a titanic table only made things more apparent. Metal chairs surrounding it were designed to accommodate aliens standing around eighty feet tall. Several walked around the vicinity of the expansive hanger, albeit their green uniforms served as a contrast to his more traditional battle dress uniform with its woodland pattern camouflage.
Such was the nature of Wyatt's occupation…
Nonetheless, he found a wide-open area near the edge of the table. A recreational area he previously established included a pillow on the ground, a laptop in front of it, and an ashtray serving as an accessory to his addictions. Wyatt made himself at home by sitting in front of the computer and retrieving a cigarette from a shirt pocket. As he pulled out an accompanying lighter, a press of a button activated his laptop, prompting a flash of light from the monitor to illuminate the otherwise dim room. Then, his translation device sprang into action…
"Hey Wyatt!" chirped a familiar voice.
The human looked to the side and found one of the aliens approaching him. She was a young woman with scarlet red fur, emerald green eyes, and a physical form reminiscent of a demonic vixen due to having a pair of horns and two tails. Both were wagging as she made her way to the edge of the table, and she was large enough that he could probably fit in the pink palms of her padded hands.
Wyatt waved at her. "What's up, Vivi?"
Vivi's green eyes, which had black sclera, looked upwards. "Uh… the ceiling!"
"Ah, right. I really need to stop using human idioms." Wyatt paused to flick his Zippo lighter open with a metallic click, then a few flicks lit his cigarette following a short-lived spark. "That's just a way for us to say hi to each other, really. How have you been?"
The alien's nose scrunched as she watched the human huff and puff on his fresh cigarette, allowing her to faintly smell its menthol flavoring. "Better now that I get to see you again! But... what are you doing?"
"I'm taking a break." he answered matter of factly. "I've been sorting through human gear and stuff throughout the last few hours. You know, taking inventory. A sergeant or whatever literally ripped the roof off the barracks, barked orders at me, then decided to pick me up and drop me off at this table with a bunch of human equipment."
Vivi's ears folded against her head. "No, I mean… like… what are you smoking?"
"You mean this?"
After asking this, Wyatt took the cigarette out of his mouth and held it up for emphasis.
"Yeah, that!" she answered.
"It's just an ancient human herb used for relaxation."
In response, Vivi's eyes went wide. "That sounds interesting! Even though it smells bad, now I kind of want to try it..."
Wyatt glanced at her again, just to find a pair of puppy dog eyes staring at him. "You're joking, right?"
"Maybe. What's it called, anyway?"
"Tobacco." he replied, rolling his eyes. "I wouldn't recommend it since it'd be pricey and unhealthy for someone like you."
Vivi reacted by opening her mouth and making a gasp. "What would make you say something that?"
He looked away. "Poor impulse control."
"Hey, don't be mean, you cute little thing!" replied Vivi as she crossed her arms. "You're practically a puppy compared to the others. If anything else, you shouldn't be picking up any nasty habits, especially if your medicinal herb doesn't meet SAP health standards!"
Wyatt shrugged. "Right."
"Not to mention being our little mascot!"
The human ignored her for a while as he went about opening his family-sized bag of potato chips and a web browser. "I just handle the logistics and maintenance while you go out and do any real fighting, really."
"You still have an important job, Wyatt. Quartermasters can make or break a unit. Oh, and you provide one of the most important things of all…"
Wyatt popped a potato chip into his mouth and nonchalantly chewed it up. "What would that be?"
Vivi held her hand with both hands and stuck out her tongue out as she leaned towards him. "Emotional support!"
He raised an eyebrow in return. "I don't see how…"
"OH MY GODS!" shouted yet another feminine voice, causing Wyatt to reel.
Two more aliens made their way towards the human. They were the same species as Vivi, but one had purple fur while the other had a more blonde coat. Their facial expressions consisted of gawking at him and sticking out their pink tongues while wagging their black-tipped tails.
"I've never seen a human outside a mech or vehicle before!" said the purple one.
Wyatt sighed and did his best to ignore them as he typed on his computer.
A sly smile formed on the blonde's muzzle. "He's so cute!"
The human clicked a few times to resume watching a pirated movie involving dinosaurs.
"Those idiots are my squadmates, by the way." said Vivi as she brought her head closer to his position. "What are you watching?"
"Jurassic park." he answered.
A slurping sound suddenly caught his attention. When he looked to his right, a broad and pink tongue enveloped his vision as Vivi went about licking his bag of salty snacks. The force spread the potato chips across the table, enabling her to taste them as some stuck to her visible taste buds.
Wyatt gave her a death glare. "Hey… HEY!"
Vivi licked her thin black lips before forming a blep.
"You could have at least asked first!" he resumed.
Vivi's ears folded against her head again. "Sorry…"
Out of nowhere, something cold and wet bumping into Wyatt's back made him freeze in place.
"Can… can I sniff you?" asked the blonde one with her tail rapidly wagging.
Wyatt rolled his eyes. "Not during my break."
The purple alien brought her head nearby as she squinted and stared at Wyatt's laptop monitor. "OH! Human movies! You should totally hook that up to one of the other computer systems so that we can watch it too!"
Some part of Wyatt knew he should've known what he was signing up for since the joraxians surrounding him were literally giant aliens from a matriarchal species, prompting him to sigh as one word escaped his lips…
"Fine."
All three joraxians reacted by either wagging their tails, squealing, or imitating a smile that exposed their pearly white fangs. The blonde took this as permission to smell the human. Her nostrils flared during the process, and Wyatt shivered from the sensation of air puffing down his back… not to mention the sound of her sniffing for several seconds.
Once the blonde finished her task and took a few steps back, Wyatt extinguished his cigarette, then he stood to face the trio simultaneously. "But only when I'm off duty."
The blonde's tail slumped down. "Aw!"
"Then I better get to see more fine human cinema!" said the purple joraxian.
Vivi resumed making a blep as she stared at the human from only a few feet away. "Okay, but do you have more of these tasty potato chips?"
"I do..." he answered with a hint of hesitation.
"Yay!" she exclaimed with an odd yipping vocalization.
Wyatt could do nothing but shake his head with a wry grin on his face…
"But that's for later." he said with a smile.
Such was the life of an emotional support human.
He actually wrote a short story for this pic. So please sit down, grab a bag of chips, protect them from giant alien wolf tongues and enjoy this story written by RetroInferno
"Time for a break…"
Following these words, Wyatt walked away from several pallets of crates.
There was only one problem. The human was literally the size of a mouse compared to the environment, and his elevated position on a titanic table only made things more apparent. Metal chairs surrounding it were designed to accommodate aliens standing around eighty feet tall. Several walked around the vicinity of the expansive hanger, albeit their green uniforms served as a contrast to his more traditional battle dress uniform with its woodland pattern camouflage.
Such was the nature of Wyatt's occupation…
Nonetheless, he found a wide-open area near the edge of the table. A recreational area he previously established included a pillow on the ground, a laptop in front of it, and an ashtray serving as an accessory to his addictions. Wyatt made himself at home by sitting in front of the computer and retrieving a cigarette from a shirt pocket. As he pulled out an accompanying lighter, a press of a button activated his laptop, prompting a flash of light from the monitor to illuminate the otherwise dim room. Then, his translation device sprang into action…
"Hey Wyatt!" chirped a familiar voice.
The human looked to the side and found one of the aliens approaching him. She was a young woman with scarlet red fur, emerald green eyes, and a physical form reminiscent of a demonic vixen due to having a pair of horns and two tails. Both were wagging as she made her way to the edge of the table, and she was large enough that he could probably fit in the pink palms of her padded hands.
Wyatt waved at her. "What's up, Vivi?"
Vivi's green eyes, which had black sclera, looked upwards. "Uh… the ceiling!"
"Ah, right. I really need to stop using human idioms." Wyatt paused to flick his Zippo lighter open with a metallic click, then a few flicks lit his cigarette following a short-lived spark. "That's just a way for us to say hi to each other, really. How have you been?"
The alien's nose scrunched as she watched the human huff and puff on his fresh cigarette, allowing her to faintly smell its menthol flavoring. "Better now that I get to see you again! But... what are you doing?"
"I'm taking a break." he answered matter of factly. "I've been sorting through human gear and stuff throughout the last few hours. You know, taking inventory. A sergeant or whatever literally ripped the roof off the barracks, barked orders at me, then decided to pick me up and drop me off at this table with a bunch of human equipment."
Vivi's ears folded against her head. "No, I mean… like… what are you smoking?"
"You mean this?"
After asking this, Wyatt took the cigarette out of his mouth and held it up for emphasis.
"Yeah, that!" she answered.
"It's just an ancient human herb used for relaxation."
In response, Vivi's eyes went wide. "That sounds interesting! Even though it smells bad, now I kind of want to try it..."
Wyatt glanced at her again, just to find a pair of puppy dog eyes staring at him. "You're joking, right?"
"Maybe. What's it called, anyway?"
"Tobacco." he replied, rolling his eyes. "I wouldn't recommend it since it'd be pricey and unhealthy for someone like you."
Vivi reacted by opening her mouth and making a gasp. "What would make you say something that?"
He looked away. "Poor impulse control."
"Hey, don't be mean, you cute little thing!" replied Vivi as she crossed her arms. "You're practically a puppy compared to the others. If anything else, you shouldn't be picking up any nasty habits, especially if your medicinal herb doesn't meet SAP health standards!"
Wyatt shrugged. "Right."
"Not to mention being our little mascot!"
The human ignored her for a while as he went about opening his family-sized bag of potato chips and a web browser. "I just handle the logistics and maintenance while you go out and do any real fighting, really."
"You still have an important job, Wyatt. Quartermasters can make or break a unit. Oh, and you provide one of the most important things of all…"
Wyatt popped a potato chip into his mouth and nonchalantly chewed it up. "What would that be?"
Vivi held her hand with both hands and stuck out her tongue out as she leaned towards him. "Emotional support!"
He raised an eyebrow in return. "I don't see how…"
"OH MY GODS!" shouted yet another feminine voice, causing Wyatt to reel.
Two more aliens made their way towards the human. They were the same species as Vivi, but one had purple fur while the other had a more blonde coat. Their facial expressions consisted of gawking at him and sticking out their pink tongues while wagging their black-tipped tails.
"I've never seen a human outside a mech or vehicle before!" said the purple one.
Wyatt sighed and did his best to ignore them as he typed on his computer.
A sly smile formed on the blonde's muzzle. "He's so cute!"
The human clicked a few times to resume watching a pirated movie involving dinosaurs.
"Those idiots are my squadmates, by the way." said Vivi as she brought her head closer to his position. "What are you watching?"
"Jurassic park." he answered.
A slurping sound suddenly caught his attention. When he looked to his right, a broad and pink tongue enveloped his vision as Vivi went about licking his bag of salty snacks. The force spread the potato chips across the table, enabling her to taste them as some stuck to her visible taste buds.
Wyatt gave her a death glare. "Hey… HEY!"
Vivi licked her thin black lips before forming a blep.
"You could have at least asked first!" he resumed.
Vivi's ears folded against her head again. "Sorry…"
Out of nowhere, something cold and wet bumping into Wyatt's back made him freeze in place.
"Can… can I sniff you?" asked the blonde one with her tail rapidly wagging.
Wyatt rolled his eyes. "Not during my break."
The purple alien brought her head nearby as she squinted and stared at Wyatt's laptop monitor. "OH! Human movies! You should totally hook that up to one of the other computer systems so that we can watch it too!"
Some part of Wyatt knew he should've known what he was signing up for since the joraxians surrounding him were literally giant aliens from a matriarchal species, prompting him to sigh as one word escaped his lips…
"Fine."
All three joraxians reacted by either wagging their tails, squealing, or imitating a smile that exposed their pearly white fangs. The blonde took this as permission to smell the human. Her nostrils flared during the process, and Wyatt shivered from the sensation of air puffing down his back… not to mention the sound of her sniffing for several seconds.
Once the blonde finished her task and took a few steps back, Wyatt extinguished his cigarette, then he stood to face the trio simultaneously. "But only when I'm off duty."
The blonde's tail slumped down. "Aw!"
"Then I better get to see more fine human cinema!" said the purple joraxian.
Vivi resumed making a blep as she stared at the human from only a few feet away. "Okay, but do you have more of these tasty potato chips?"
"I do..." he answered with a hint of hesitation.
"Yay!" she exclaimed with an odd yipping vocalization.
Wyatt could do nothing but shake his head with a wry grin on his face…
"But that's for later." he said with a smile.
Such was the life of an emotional support human.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Macro / Micro
Species Unspecified / Any
Gender Female
Size 1280 x 1280px
The LenOwO laptop brand may or may not be canon to avoid legal issues.
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