(Blu) Haaa I love drawing warhammer

The crack of metal, hiss of machinery. Eyes glow as they fall on her. Almost deity like being appears infront of her. " ...Be not afraid. "

The humming of a binary choir echoes through the sky with the smell of incense and holy oils rubbed into the every crack and shine of the metallic being beneath red cloaks.

He is sitting on a throne, multiple wires and machinery are plugged into him. Eyes scanning over a data slab held by a skull servitor.

Ｓｋｙｌａ Ｓｉｌｋｗｉｎｇ - Ｎｅｒｄｙ Ｍｏｔｈ ✧"𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊?"✧ #BuggMun #FurryRP #RP #NSFWRP 𝙼𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚜 @/𝙼𝚜𝚋𝚞𝚐𝚐𝟿𝟾 on Bsky @/𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚙𝚒𝚡𝚡 On twitter ✧𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 Below: toyhou.se/2166714.skyla t.co/AEj6ZpQGsz ✧

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝖈𝖑𝖔𝖚𝖉 ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝒂 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖉 ㅤ

⠀ ⠀ 𝑓𝑙𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑑𝑒. 𝕾𝐓𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝕺𝐅 𝕾𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒… ⠀ ⠀

𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎

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(BLu) Aight, gonna be honest, I'll probably swap this muse for another oc of mine

He squints at her, grabbing the water but doesnt drink it. '...what do you want. '

He is breathing heavy, a torrent of useless puzzles to slow him down. He looks at the various corpses of his workers and stops noticing something. His eyes light up as he walks over and grabs...a carton of cigarettes!

... He squints at her and pulls away. ' He can stay mad, until hes gone. '

He squints, cautious looking at the other. His robotic monotone voice ringing out. ' And you are? '

˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　　 . ✦　　　 　˚　　　　 ★⋆. 　　　.   　　˚　　 　　*　　 　　✦　　　.　　.　　　✦　˚ 　　　　 ˚　.˚　　　　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　 　　 　　　　 ✦ 𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚘 𝙸 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎? ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ bsky.app/profile/asli...

' Butcher. ' His monotone voice rang out again, his posture went from intense to relaxed in .2 seconds once he sees the wepon lowered. ' Marissa. Remember you, vaguely. ' He said, he remembers a lot from his previous time in the playtime workshops. He tried all he could to protect the young ones

He puts the pack back on, adjusting it to where ot sat comfortably on him. He is whole again. He looks down at her, despite her not seeing his face, he could see hers just fine. 'Whatever room that has a bed. I'll be fine in.' The monotone rang out again, his eyes searching around.

HRK- GAH- KRACK- oh wait that actually helped his back- SLAM- FUICK-

oh..uh oh, wait- Grabbed by the hair thrashing about. Shit.

[ Laughing to himself at lily's hurt. ]

....He just had to wake up to all the noise 💢

ㅤᅠㅤ ㅤᅠㅤ🥀. ㅤᅠ❝ i◝ m SO .. 𝘌𝘟𝘊𝘐TED TO M𝐄𝐄T * 𝒀𝑶𝑼 !! ❞ ㅤㅤ ᅠㅤ

(Blu) devastated

❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠ " Hi there! My name is Olive, hope we can become friends! " Olive the Jester rp account! •Olive is a kid • #poppyplaytimerp #MVRP #AU •Family friendly/angst (sad stuff) •Will see those as friends/family •Crossover Friendly ❤︎❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠❤︎⁠

(BLU) GUYS LOOK AT THEIR ART THEYRE SO TALENTED OH LORD

They turn around, Grab Pack at the ready. It tilts its head, this isnt a hallucination from the gas. It didn't pass by any bursted pipes...its a human. The robotic monotone voice crackled out. 'You're human..like me. I am called Butcher here.' It lowers the arms of the pack to offer its own hand

It doesnt move from her outburst, it doesnt flinch from the braids opening. Its hand white knuckles on the pack as it tilts its head to stare back at them. 'Butcher.' It responds back. 'And I'm not here to hurt or be mean to anyone, Lily.' It says, the same monotone robotic voice echoing out

[ HOTDOG. ] Ths is a Minors Do Not Interact account btw. ♡ I won't be blocking on ths account because she isnt the worst !! But just a reminder ♡

It looks around, then back over to Lily. 'Fall? What hit me?' It stands, lifting a hand to check its head. Blood staining its gloves now before walking over and grabbing its pack, lifting and wearing it again. Back where it belongs. 'Did you do anything to this?' It asks, staring absolute +

[ @braidedmaniac.bsky.social ] Blood drips down its head, rolling down their face staining the wrappings. Its eyelid slowly opening to see the purple tendril of hair slithering back to its host. The blood rushing into its heart, causing adrenaline to hit. It lifts its head up

(BLU) ISNT HOT DOG SO TALENTED GUYS OML

[ HOTDOG. ] Little bloop bc i JUST sketched her out but a friend wants to go to goodwill and I cant say no to that. She will come together nicely...

NUH UH< SHUT UP

[ HOTDOG. ] GUYS UH. MY PAL BLU HERE IS THE COOLEST AND HAS THE BEST ARTSTYLE AND IS SUPER TALENTED AT DRAWING CRAZY COMIC ACTION ANGLES ITS AMAZING. ✨️✨️

(Blu) Guys, my friend hotdog is so talented.

(Blu) I love writing the player as like a thing and not a human, its my favorite to write terrifiying characters

[ Though he is being handled, their eye never breaks away from staring at him. The Proto could go on and on, monolouging for all it cares. It'll still stare. Still look with that same look it gave to the others it killed. ] 'Butcher.' [ A monotoned robotic voice broke through the small bit of +

ㅤ ᅠㅤㅤ @themanbehinditall.bsky.social ... ᅠㅤ

(blu) Stolen like a rat

(Blu) So, I fuck heavy with a little thing I saw on the internet about a theory that the Toys and the reason as to why they call the player the Playtime Butcher. Its not the player that fears the toys, instead its the TOYS that FEAR THE PLAYER

(BLU) SPIT IT OUT

[ Focused, quick with it. They leap to the side while aiming a flare hand to pop off a round toward their eyes. They flip the other to their green hand, shooting at exposed wires then held it. Pulling the string across Huggys legs to trip and electrocute them in one go while they're blind ]

[ Blood rolling off his shoulders, hands white knuckling the hands of the grab pack. Stoic in their stare at the other. Round Three. Lets do it. ]

(Blu) Aight, bet, check it.

(Blu) Aight, fuck it, im drawing down my idea