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The pods rained down like a meteor storm. And from the pods emerged creatures. They wore strong, dark carapaces, wielding tools that spat hot white rage. They gibbered madly in some primal tongue. The word "Democracy" was screeched again and again. 

Their reign was loud and unrelenting...  And yet, how they squirmed. How they fled in horror, screaming as their brethren called for their help from inside the digestive dome.

The Bile Titan rested beside a mountain of discarded enemy gear, more being launched into the pile from an echoing, guttural belch.  More of their pods plummeted from the heavens, so many more. The Bile Titan salivated at the thought.  

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Artist had not played Helldivers during or prior to the production of this piece.

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Abakhanskya

Sweet liberty.

Gahtren

Damn, that bug is going to get FAT if she keeps eating Helldivers. I mean, does she even realize that? Probably not~