I’ve decided to compile all of the official Humanoid Gatherer Concepts from the Bioshock series. Including the Little Brothers, the Robot Sisters, but not the weird goblins or the anthro rodent thing from early Bioshock 1 concepts. Mostly so I have a convenient place where I can go back and find them easily if I want to use them for inspiration for something.
Maybe I’ll make a complete Gatherer Compilation with all of them later. Including Dog in a Wheelchair and Funnel Butt Frog. Because somethings are meant to be shared. Anyways onto the Humanoid Gatherers.
Or the kidnapped girls from There’s Something in The Sea. Some of them gave pictures and stuff.
Bioshock 1:
Bioshock 2:
Bioshock Infinite:
Bioshock Infinite: BAS
There isn’t any to be found. I fully believe the BAS Little Sisters where drawn from memory of the Little Sisters from Bioshock 1, and then the models were based off of that. They said, we’ve seen them a hundred times, we know what a Little Sister looks like. Then we got Little Sisters with eyes that don’t glow, wearing clown face paint, looking high out of their mind. Instead of the near feral gremlin children of the first game they were definitely trying to emulate.
I think that’s all of the official Gatherer Concepts that are human children (or designed to mimic human children in the Robots’ case). I don’t know if there is more concept art for the Bioshock 1 Sisters, that bridges the gape between seriously ill child with tubes sticking out of themandmostly normal human child with huge eyes. If there is I can’t find it anywhere online.
Finally had an idea for this one; meant to draw these two as soon as my friend finished Hitomi’s design, but didn’t know what to make for the longest time. It’s kinda fun how much more confident Ichirou’s character ended up as soon as he became a big brother.
My sister asked me to pick her up from the bar where she was a waitress. When I parked outside, the lights were off and I couldn’t see her. I was a little annoyed when she texted, saying, “door’s open.” I wanted to get home. Inside, the air was hot and smelled faintly of beer. As my eyes adjusted to the dark and I walked toward the back counter, I could see my sister standing there in a white bra and matching panties. I ground to a halt, looking around the empty bar for sign of someone else, someone who my could be dressed this way for. My mouth hung open unbidden. My sister leaned her beautiful body against the country in a sultry stance, grinning at the obvious effect she was having. I knew she was pretty, but I had no idea how beautiful her body had become. It seemed that my sister knew as she smiled at me.
I’d always kind of wondered if my little sister had a crush on me, but it seemed weird to think about and I never did for long.
“What do you think?” she asked, as I walked up to the counter and took in the thigh high stockings garnishing her sculpted legs. I nodded, not knowing quite what to say. The store’s front wall was a giant window, but we were cloaked in shadow, and the lot was emptying when I pulled up.
“Are you?” I tried to form a question but it dissolved on my tongue.
“You want to know what I’m doing, big brother.”
“Yeah.”
“I’m showing you how much I want to fuck you.”
“Are you, you’re serious?”
“Do you find me attractive?”
I’d been having a hard time keeping my eyes off of her breasts and those little panties. She turned for a second showing me the sliver of thong that divided her ass cheeks. I was raging hard and it felt so weird and exciting to be yearning for my sister despite myself.
Casey looked into the front facing camera of Layla’s phone as it reflected the scene. Layla, a fruitful 18 years old and 8 years younger than her, was eating herself senseless during the quarantine months. Through some combination of willpower, hormones, and a home gym, Layla had been undergoing some serious development.
Casey was a worrywart, and found that the stress of keeping her job at the local clinic cut into her time to manage the brewing storm over at her apartment. She would feel weak on most days while Layla flourished. Whole day’s supplies of meals, down her endless throat. Supplements? All meant to maximize her growth. It became harder and harder to stop telling her to eat, and Casey wasn’t sure if she was imagining her sister’s already sizable figure transforming daily into…..this.
Layla took to borrowing her clothing, and with her gargantuan figure stretching her tights tautly around her ballooned bottom, she could see where those precious calories went. Thighs rapidly approaching the circumference of Casey’s torso, height pushing more inches every day, and breasts that are imposingly larger than her head. The “top” she’s wearing is a dress. Casey’s dress. Casey felt hot shame pooling in her eyes as a feeling of defeat washed over her. While her gargantuan sister adjusted herself in the reflective black mirror, Casey fought the feeling of arousal as her ears pricked up to hear the straining fabric against her sisters massive breasts.
She couldn’t help but feel responsible for everything that’s happening to her. An sensuous tingle begins forming down her back. As it travels down, she looks at Layla and stares directly at her chest. She feels a wetness start to form.
roomies wanted to download parappa on the switch to find out parappa is not accessible on the switch BUT, The Bioshock Collection was for sale for one more day and i got it. crossed me afterwards wanted to goof around with one of procreate’s paint brushes i hadn’t used before, and because i finished the first game tonight, me doodled some sweaty jacks and one of his gremlin children
