#clockworkflesh

[asdrubael]

mekhane really just vibe checked yaldabaoth like that huh

[hisclockworkservants]

@perelka-l How about self-indulgence tho.

[hisclockworkservants]

@perelka-l There’s this.

[hisclockworkservants]

I posted a new tale! A collection of heretical CotBG literature, taking a different view on the entities Mekhane and Yaldabaoth.

[hisclockworkservants]

More ClockworkFlesh/GearsIceberg stuff :3 perelka-l​ 

[hisclockworkservants]

Flesh and Metal. The two-headed dragon pic just looks awesome, and I’m so proud of myself. This is the peak of my self-indulgence.

perelka-l look :3

[perelka-l]

I accidentally fic’d Swap!AU. It’s a 200 word drabble but wmah. 

“I swear to god...” Doctor 542 sighed, staring at the bottom of his Best Dad Ever mug “This one comes from Siberia for a week and this is what happens.”

Medical Section of Site-19 was most of times a quiet place, not that different from other hospitals. Today, though, one could hear screams and yells coming from one of cabinets - sadly, it was one of cabinet’s next to Doctor 542′s room. Cabinet of Doctor 882. 

Doctor 897 sitting nearby, nose buried in paperwork, only shrugged. Assistant 2295, in the meanwhile entered the room, looking visibly distressed.

“Let me guess.” 542 nodded at tiny bear, acknowledging it’s presence, “Either 049 tried to help or Agent 610 started to bash 882′s head against a table.”

Assistant 2295 after a moment of hesitation raised two green paws into the air. 

Doctor 542 sighed and got up. He stopped trying to figure out those two long, long time ago and for now he only hoped he could stop 610 and 882 from hurting each other too much, at least until either Agent 1048 or Agent 179 had arrived. He quietly hoped for the other one. Otherwise things could get rather ... messy. God knows Chief of Janitorial Staff 1837 always got pissed off whenever his handiwork gets spoiled.

[hisclockworkservants]

This is Pathos. Pathos is Gears+Ice gem fusion.

I’ll just keep indulging myself with perelka-l : )