You have not saved often.

Okay, WOW. You've got some shit going on up there that just...wow. Whatever. Psycho Mantis, world's greatest practitioner of of psychokinesis and telepathy in the world. Go on and ask all those dumbass questions I see floatin' around in there.

[mantisthemindreader]

sixty four people still follow this blog i do not understand

[mantisthemindreader]

Mantis! I am so glad to see you! How are you?

Intense staring from beneath gas mask.

[foxhoundchick-deactivated201309]

I’d say you don’t recognise me but you must have read my mind. I’d wager you blame me for your death. Am I right?

[mantisthemindreader]

"I'm not dead. I know what you remember, but I'm not dead."

[das-mondlicht]

Metal Gear Solid by ~Razielmn

[mantisthemindreader]

Mantis! I am so glad to see you! How are you?

Intense staring from beneath gas mask.

[skelemanbones]

by Austh

[dilkashi]

三澤螢

[last-elixir]

Metal Gear Solid

Psycho Mantis

[galesleg]

[chamaxia]

[retrorevenant-deactivated202212]

Another crappy Psycho Mantis doodle >A< He’s just too much fun to draw, I love him <3

[justimonarchive-blog]

[urszulec-deactivated20140215]

[bach-bach]

ショタマンティス君！ ガリガリっ子。

[mantisthemindreader]

You are fascinating :)!

"That's...one word for it, I guess."

[sinkchicagosink-deactivated2013]

“In my lifetime, I have read the pasts, presents and futures of thousands upon thousands of men and women. And each mind that I peered into was stuffed with the same single object of obsession. That selfish and atavistic desire to pass on one’s seed…it was enough to make me sick. Every living thing on this planet exists to mindlessly pass on their DNA. We’re designed that way. And that’s why there is war…humans weren’t designed to bring each other happiness. From the moment we’re thrown into this world, we’re fated to bring each other nothing but pain and misery.”

You get a sense from the man that he is both one who despises and envies everyone around him. He is an extrovert forced to be an introvert, wanting so badly to embrace the world but constantly pushed away from it for the simple faults of his birth and who he was born as. Of course procreation appalls him: his birth was a curse, the beginning of a reviled existence which he is forced to endure. Yet deep down he yearns for the tender, womanly care and touch he was and is denied through no fault of his own, making his mutilation that more heartbreaking.

[illbetheendofme-x]

[theflamesoldier]

((I’m. I’m drawing them all. Help.

Anyway, here’s Fear’s!))