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OLD AND WRINKLED, and smelling strongly of piss and blood, Doctor Satan sat glaring towards the clown from his wheelchair. Deep hits from his respirator for strength, and then, in his accented and garbled voice he hisses something in response-- and it just barely manages to sound like television static.

A finger is pointed and eyes narrowed, but what in the holy hell did he say?

#funnywork #surprise cutter u get a hissing raisin

scalpelwork

They slew me for I did disparage Therefore Religion, Law and Marriage. So be my grave without a name That earth may swallow up my shame!

Written by John. 18+.

#self promo #this is such a good one I dare not change it

hey eb how u doin

#I'm gonna see abt revamping #make a new theme and maybe a promo #maybe not a promo cuz those suck #we'll see

DOCTOR SATAN COMES BARING GIFTS!!

#FOLLOW THIS LINK FOR A GOOD SMILE #BIG ZOMBIE NEWS

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it me

Otis voice: mama

I’m going to return to my Mater Motley blog soon. I got a strong fondness for her and it’s about that time of year to make rosa cry again.

#|| DOCTOR SATAN LIVES! (ooc)#dr satan mater motley power hour

THE FIREFLY CLUNS ARE GROWING.

THE MODERN WORLD fascinates Dr. Satan to no end. Though contact with the world beyond his cave is almost nonexistent, he still has the Fireflys and he still has his television. It’s a window to the world that he’s forgone, and in his spare time he quite enjoys watching out this window. Sometimes, he’s brought new innovations in the form of a telephone or a new TV. Car parts are sent his way, as are stolen appliances not used by the Fireflys.

And in ‘studying’ these technologies, he hopes to involve them in his research. Man and metal fused as one, and aided with the technology of the Atomic Era. Unfortunately, given his actual technical know-how, these procedures are just as rudimentary as his surgical ones-- and more often than not end in a very gruesome death.

#|| FOLK TALES (Headcanon)

Free surgery today! Get it while the tools are still sterile!

murderwork:

it feels like walking into a haunted house, kids in masks covered in fake blood— wheels screech as the good DOCTOR is brought in, rj turning away from the television to look at the SIGHT. ❝ wielding. . ? ❞ he’s not sure the practical use of that in regards to medicine. ❝ —— there’s one down at the yard. i don’t have one here. ❞

“ Yes! Yes, wielding. My children must have support! ” The PEOPLE OF TOMORROW would be a born from the copulation of flesh and steel! They would have bones that could not break-- minds that would not BEND. “ Like a tree they must be sturdy and unbreakable. The metal... I BURN it in to their flesh. ”

Fingers tap anxiously-- the Doctor’s breathing and the television set filling a brief moment of silence before a fist feebly pounds against the chair’s armrest.

“ What are you waiting for then? Fetch it! Go, go go. ”

#murderwork