Slime Arts Unreasonable

This is the art blog of @RusticMune. My name's Rusti and I do the art. My Redbubble's RusticMune.

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This Is A Cry For Help Lol

I Am Not Doing So Well

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Becursed Old Year!

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King Tunnel Manticore

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Realizing I never posted this sketch of my new little dude, Weedpatch. They're a dumbass solenodon. They like toxins and their dream is eat dirt.

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He has become... distressingly fleshy.

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I make soap! If anyone is interested in some soap, I do custom insert designs. People seem to really like my Rat Soap, so I've been making a lot, but I do other designs, like leaves and such. I'm working on a large bar-sized rat mold, so look out for this motherfucker in the future, once he's done:

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Updates.

I forgot to mention lol, I stopped the challenge because I thought I was getting another carpal tunnel flare up, turns out I got tendonitis lmao. I'm gonna post some of my soaps that I do in the mean time. I made this for my digital art but I figure I might as well post what I'm doing while I physically can't draw.

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So anyway, I fucking love them now.

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I’m in a bit of a situation that’s keeping me from doing more Horror House, but in the meantime, have a little sketchy Luciform and Banana Split.

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31 Day Horror House- Days 6 & 7: “The Faithful Pet” and “The Head Chef.” Wiggles and Sous Vide

Just as Kitty attempts to usher you into a room, the hall fills with excited squeaks and angry bellowing. Rounding the corner skitters some form of plush rat-pig, hopping from wall to wall, followed closely by a streak of flame, rubber and metal, slashing wildly at the vermin.

Kitty Klock rushes you into the room with a hurried “Just a minute-” before slamming the door on you. You can hear her plastic feet chase down the hall after the other two.

The room you’re in is fairly plain, but clearly a bedroom with a small sitting space. Everything seems to be made entirely of living vegetation, which you try not to think much about. You decide to take a seat, and within minutes, the fuzzy creature from before loudly wriggles in through the room’s odd cluster of round windows, a length of sausages in it’s mouth. You try to back away, but the thing draws closer, dropping the meat from it’s needle-like teeth and onto the floor at your feet, before bounding over to the bed and settling down like a dog. The sausages are green and very gelatin-like. You’re not sure how to feel about this.

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No Challenge Today

I'll post two tomorrow. I just quit my job and need the time to relax.

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31 Day Horror House- Day 5: “The Handymonster They Might Assign to ‘Fix’ Your Car.” Axel

As Kitty pulls you down the hall, she chatters back at you, “Your car had trouble, right? Axel can fix you up, she’s in the garage. I can tell her where to get your car if you could just tell me quite where your car is.” 

You’re not sure you would tell her if you could. Whatever that thing in the woods was has probably eaten it by now, or whatever car-monsters do with real cars. Even so, you hear a horrid scraping noise, and through a window you catch a glance of your car being pulled carelessly by the back bumper, a massive mountain of concrete and steel dragging it along like a ragdoll. 

“Not much of a talker, right?” Kitty Klock asks, catching you staring out the windows of the wretched hall. This is going to be a long night.

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13 Day Horror House- Day 4: “The Groundskeeper/Gardener.” Mossy Mike

After a lot of talk, only around half of which you can parse, Kitty Klock takes your hand and rushes you inside, doors slamming firmly behind you. On your now somehow bare feet, you note the floor appears to be made of a fine, moist moss. The little butler drags you over to a hallway filled with vines and leaves of many kinds, pushing you in front of an imposing-looking stone gargoyle, slouched over on an impossibly large mushroom. You raise a hand to wave, unsure if this one is as alive as everything else seems to be, but before the thing can respond, your clockwork companion pipes up.

“Mikey, is it okay we go down here? I gotta find the Missus, and we gotta get the live one a good room. You don’t mind, do ya?”

The thing--Mike, apparently-- nods its head slowly, then points its tail down the hall. You think it’s staring at you, but for all you know, his face might just be stuck that way. 

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31 Day Horror House- Day 3: “The Butler/Housekeeper Who Guides You Through The House.” Kitty Klock

As you approach the crooked house with it’s odd, inviting glow, you begin to notice the oddly organic structures comprising the building. You decide to get close to examine further, but just as you do, the “door” bursts open and a high pitched giggling fills the air. You try to back away, but the plastic butler leans in, though you can’t tell if it’s truly looking at you, as it’s eyes sway back and forth across their vacant face. 

“OH! You! You’re here! I’m so glad!” the thing cries, though its painted mouth fails to move. “It’s about time; we don’t get many visitors, let alone ones with such purr-fect aptitude! Wren already said you’d be coming- come on in, please, just mind your step. If your shoes can still come off, I’d leave them by the door, please!” (Higher Quality PNG Version under the cut)

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31 Day Horror House- Day 2: “The Gatekeeper of the Weird Old Mansion.” Wrought-Iron Wren

To your relief, as you turn and sprint down the pathway leading up to the locked gate, the horrid mechanical beast barreling towards you seems to continue on down the road, heeding you little mind. Out of breath, you decide to lean back against the imposingly tall and heavy-looking gate to weigh your options. You look vacantly to the sky above for a moment, at least until the sound of wrenching metal snaps you back to reality, where you witness the cold iron bars of the archway bending down to stare back at you. At least, you think they’re staring, you can’t quite make out eyes in the dark. As you try to think which fate would be less painful, a cheery, quiet voice proclaims “Oh, dear- you look positively scared out of your wits; Here, go on in, Miss Fittings can surely help you.” 

With that, the gatekeeper opens what you originally mistook for decorum, but clearly must be her arms, unraveling the chains, gate swinging open with ease. You figure you might as well go in-- you’re dead either way, and you’re half sure you must have fallen asleep in your car. You’re talking to a gate. This can’t be happening.

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31 Day Horror House- Day 1: “A Wild, Feral Monster that Stalks the Surrounding Woods”

Diesel

It is a somber fall evening and you’re getting tired of these winding country roads. Come to think of it, you haven’t seen another car in quite some time, and you’re running low on gas. As your car putts to a stop, the silence of the world sinks in. The only house in sight is just a short walk up the road, huge and sprawling, comfortingly lit, yet the large wrought-iron gate appears chained up tight, so you lean against your car and hope someone will come along soon. Luckily, you see distant headlights coming your way. Unluckily, they are distinctly not attached to a car. The roar of an engine is replaced by howling laughter and the heavy thwack of shaped rubber hitting pavement as the beast bounds forward on all fours. You should run.

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Sketch dump of my new bastard baby, Banana Split! Banana-Split is a Zup, a partially closed species by @Kodiak_Kino on Twitter and IG! Hit them up if you’re interested in one! https://twitter.com/kodiak_kino