brain tank

Old World Blues … I blame my curiosity.

“mmmm Such an unusual specimen to so boldly… walk… into the mighty expanse of the Think Tank.”

Dr. Dala is the only member of the Think Tank that seems to have some human left in her. …in a few… cells.


:::blue pencil, graphite, lots of photoshop, CGTEXTURES:::

edit: there seems to be some speculation as to who the man is. He is Ross MacFayden, the since-2006 sketchbook enigma that somehow fits into everything.

edit edit: holy wow. thank you for the notes everyone. *_*

You fight your superficiality, your shallowness, so as to try to come at people without unreal expectations, without an overload of bias or hope or arrogance, as untanklike as you can be, sans cannon and machine guns and steel plating half a foot thick; you come at them unmenacingly on your own ten toes instead of tearing up the turf with your caterpillar treads, take them on with an open mind, as equals, man to man, as we used to say, and yet you never fail to get them wrong. You might as well have the brain of a tank. You get them wrong before you meet them, while you’re anticipating meeting them; you get them wrong while you’re with them; and then you go home to tell somebody else about the meeting and you get them all wrong again. Since the same generally goes for them with you, the whole thing is really a dazzling illusion. … The fact remains that getting people right is not what living is all about anyway. It’s getting them wrong that is living, getting them wrong and wrong and wrong and then, on careful reconsideration, getting them wrong again. That’s how we know we’re alive: we’re wrong. Maybe the best thing would be to forget being right or wrong about people and just go along for the ride. But if you can do that – well, lucky you.
—  Philip Roth American Pastoral

Thinking thoughts.

I’m looking for intellectual space to grow & argue positions and realities without there being a winner. I’m looking to challenge position while also allowing my ego to rest and allow the words “you’re right! That’s brilliant. Yes!” to be shared even when we disagree.

I’m looking for intellectual stimulation that has experience in the classroom, but lives in the streets.

Theory + practice.

Black intellectuals.

kerx replied to your post “i don’t think i’m a fan of these ptr basti changes at all but i guess…”

someone told me they were going to buff winston tho? I mean it could have been wrong I just heard it on the grapevine

AFAIK the winston “buff” is just making his crit hitbox closer in size to the other heroes because his head is too got damn big, so he’s getting a 15% reduction in “crit volume”. it’s nice, and it’ll certainly help, but it’s not quite what he needs, imo.

i want them to pick one from each of these sections:


  • make the cooldown shorter
  • give it more health
  • make it toggleable like mei’s wall


  • convert more health into armor
  • change him from having armor to having shield like zarya (plus then it’ll really satisfy my brain by having 2 tanks w/ shield, 2 tanks w/ armor, 1 tank w/ none)

buffing his damage would be an awful idea (see: mercy boosted winston, winston on discorded enemies, nanoboosted winston) so i feel like making him more helpful to the team via utility is a better bet.

Brain Tank: Ah, lovely, figured that out, have we? Would you like a cookie?

The Courier: Why are you such a dick?

Brain Tank: Well, that’s a fine how-do-you-do! Me! A, quote, dick, unquote. As if I’m the one responsible for the way you carry on, gadding about the Wastes. I’m not the one that makes us clamber around tetanus-infested ancient Vaults or go charging off to New Vegas on missions of ill-conceived revenge! And have we forgotten who got us shot in the head and buried in a shallow grave? Hmm? Do you think I enjoyed that little moment?

The Courier: Of course you’re responsible! You’re my Brain!

Brain Tank: I most certainly am not! I am the seat off all reason and logic in our little partnership! All those… feelings that motivate you, that sense of righteousness and that rush you get when you help someone, do you know where those come from? Glands. They come from glands. Free of the tyranny of your ape-like and primitive endocrine system, I can see how foolish your motives are.

The Courier: But you’re the source of most of those glands. Unless you’re arguing that my thyroid is to blame.

Brain Tank: I… Well… look, it’s all a very complex system of biofeedback and other things I wouldn't  expect you to understand.

The Courier: Admit it. You’re just as glandular as I am.

Brain Tank: Oh, all right… perhaps I am, but at least I’m logical about it.

The Courier: Don’t you want to be reunited? I thought you’d be happy to get back into my head!

Brain Tank: I’m not going to lie to you, the prospect is definitely not that appealing! Look at it from my perspective. Here, I have peace, quiet, and safety - well, barring the odd rouge scorpion. In your head, I’ve got poison, radiation, grisly injuries, and biological functions. Do you know how much more you can get done when you’re not constantly looking for places to urinate? It’s quite a lot, I can tell you.

The Courier: But what about the good things? What about a cool breeze on your cheek, the smell of food… love?

Brain Tank: Overrated biological feedback. Believe me, you only feel that way because you’ve got all that meat… oozing hormones.

The Courier: Isn’t it just as true that you only feel this way because you’re lacking those hormones?

Brain Tank: Hmm… I suppose you’re right. That does call certain assumptions into question, doesn’t it?

The Courier: So, we’re at an impasse. You can’t feel what I feel, and I can’t think the way you think.

Brain Tank: Indeed. Quite the conundrum. How do you suppose we resolve it?

The Courier: I think we have to trust each other and acknowledge that we aren’t complete if we’re separated.

Brain Tank: I suppose there might be some advantage to that, yes. There’s a chance that the re-integration would create some improved synergy between us.

The Courier: So… What do you say, Brain? Join me for some more wild adventures?

Brain Tank: Well… I suppose you’ve convinced me well enough. I’ll rejoin your body if that’s your final decision.


((Hi everyone! Sorry about the lack of updates lately. My life has been kind of crazy and I haven’t been able to make time for Brainy Twilight. I promise I’m going to do better though!

Anyway… Today’s update is pretty special. You see, on this day, October 23, in the year 2077, the bombs fell in the Fallout universe! In celebration of this dubious honor, here is Brainy in all of the devices that feature brains from Fallout 3 and Fallout: New Vegas!

On the top, she’s in the classic Robo-Brain, and next to that, we have Professor Calvert’s jar, as well as his hologram projector.

In the middle we have the canine brain machines, the standard military/police cyberdog, and the K-9000 cyberdog -gun-.

Finally, on the bottom, we have the courier’s brain’s tank, and a think tank! I think it’s pretty clear, of the six (Seven if you count the hologram projector) machines that Brainy prefers!

Also, just so we’re clear, this is NOT a Halloween update, this is -Fallout- update. The Halloween update will (Hopefully) be next Saturday.

Here’s hoping for a more regular update schedule in the future!))