#evil!spine

[renaissaniccatherine]

I might not color/finish this but take some evil!spine bc I really wish I couldve gone to the echo engine

[madangel19]

Hatchy-Boy

This is based off the wonderful art of @retroautomaton especially her art of evil!Spine and poor Hatchworth :D

Hatchworth decides to give The Spine a visit.

Warning: Creepiness 

Hatchworth hummed nervously as he made his way down the long corridor leading to the Hall of Wires. He hadn't seen The Spine in three days. All attempts at communicating over the Walter wi-fi ended in failure. He hoped The Spine was okay. The Spine would usually communicate when he would isolate himself in the Hall of Wires for a short period of time.

It felt like hours had passed when Hatchworth finally saw the door to the Hall of Wires. As always, it was closed shut. Hatchworth looked on curiously at the door, listening for any sign of his older brother. He could hear a faint hum coming from the other side. 

Hatchworth smiled as he walked up to the door and knocked three times.

"Are you in there, The Spine?" He asked.

"Come in," a familiar deep voice answered.

Hatchworth's smile got bigger at the sound of his brother's voice. It had felt like forever since he last heard it. Hatchworth opened the door and walked in. He immediately noticed that something wasn't right. It was so dark, he needed his bright, blue optics to see. The hum was louder, giving the place an ominous feel. He didn't like it.

"Hello there, Hatchy-boy," The Spine's voice crowed from above. Hatchworth looked up and saw two green eyes glaring down at him. They didn't look friendly as they floated closer. Hatchworth gulped, exhaling steam in the process as he attempted to straighten up. He shouldn't be scared of his brother.

"Greetings, The Spine. I was just wondering where you have been these past few days. I started to miss you and I was…" he trailed off and stopped when his brother came into full view.

The Spine didn't look like himself at all. His lower body was gone, all that remained was a spider-like body that connected from the ceiling to his torso. He was heavily dripping with oil, not good. His once human-like hands where replaced with deadly-looking claws. Hatchworth grimaced slightly at the sight of his brother's once handsome face. It was now stained with more oil and was cracked in multiple spots. He was suspended from the wires like some grotesque spider. He was horrendous.

Hatchworth inched away as The Spine chuckled. He glanced back and saw that the door was closed.

"Don't be scared, Hatchy-boy. Everything is okay," The Spine said as he smiled, revealing razor-sharp teeth. More oil dripped from his lips and onto the ground.

"You look horrible, The Spine. I have to get Peter to help you. There's something wrong," Hatchworth said as he remained rooted to the spot. He wanted to run and scream for help, but something kept him in place. The Spine only shook his head, making a horrible creaking noise as he laughed.

"I feel fine, Hatchy-boy. Could you come closer? I want to-"

"No! You're dangerous, The Spine. You might hurt me! You need help!" 

Hatchworth cried out, holding his hands protectively over his core and backing away even more. The Spine paused, glaring at him with a look of confusion. He then smiled in a creepy manner as he lowered himself to stare Hatchworth in the eye.

"I would never harm my baby brother. Never. I guess I do need help," The Spine said with a frown.

"You are correct, The Spine. I shall go and get Peter," Hatchworth replied. He was hopeful that The Spine would listen to him. 

Hatchworth turned to go, but was stopped when The Spine grabbed the back of his shirt. Hatchworth paused and stared back at his brother. The Spine had a scared look on his face that suggested that he didn't want to be alone.

"Can…Can you stay with me for a bit, Hatchworth? I've been alone for quite some time," he muttered as he gently pulled Hatchworth closer. Hatchworth was hesitant but inched closer, hands pressed firmly over his core. He was still scared, but this was his brother. There was no way anything could go wrong.

"I-I'll stay with y-y-you, The Spine," he stammered as he came closer.

The Spine smirked as he reached out with a clawed hand to gently pet the top of Hatchworth's head. It felt nice to Hatchworth's surprise.

"Poor, sweet Hatchy-boy. You're so naive and stupid," The Spine purred.

Rabbit immediately caught the distress signal coming from the Hall of Wires. Something was wrong. She shot up from her seat and ran in the direction of the signal. There was the sound of faint screaming in the distance that got louder and louder and stopped as Rabbit found herself in front of the door to the Hall of Wires. It sounded like Hatchworth. Rabbit grabbed the door handle and found that it was locked.

"Th' Spine! Hatchworth! What's g-g-going on?" She cried out as she struggled with the door. She squeezed the handle and broke it, allowing herself to go in. 

She swung the door open and froze in horror at what she saw.

"Hello, Rabbit dear," The Spine purred. He held the mangled and broken body of Hatchworth in his clawed hands. His face was contorted in agony and fear. He was gone.

"Do you want to play?" The Spine crowed. The door slammed shut behind Rabbit.

[madangel19]

Home: Chapter 6, Part 2

Brace yourselves. It’s about to get intense

Jade opened the journal to the first entry. There was no date anywhere. The page was filthy and stained from water. Jade stared at the page and read.

Dad is dead. The Spine told me two weeks ago. Someone had bombed our home and the tower. There's nothing left. They're all dead. Why did I have to leave for the weekend? I could be with them right now. Peter has been making arrangements for me to stay here until I can find somewhere else to go. I'm glad Walter manor is like home. Everyone has been so supportive and helpful. Hatchworth gave me this journal, telling me that writing out my feelings could help. It helps, but it will probably be a while before I get back to writing in here. I have to go now. The Spine is calling me.

Jade was confused. She had so many questions that would be unanswered. She had to keep reading. She flipped through a few pages and stopped at an entry.

I have a new room now. It's located in the back of The Hall of Wires. The Spine said I could stay here if I wanted to. It's a nice room. I think I'll take it. He'll be nearby if I ever need help. The Spine has been so generous recently. He's been looking for a place for me to live. I'm sure I have relatives somewhere who will take me in. This just needs time.

Jade flipped through more pages and stopped at another page.

I'm leaving tomorrow morning. The Spine found a place for me. I'll be living with my great aunt. I never knew I had a great aunt. This is great. I already said my goodbyes to everyone earlier this evening. I'm going to miss them. I'm sure I'll be back soon. I have to go to bed now. The Spine will be taking me to the airport early in the morning.

Jade turned the page and saw the messy handwriting. The pages after were filthier than the others.

I'm trapped. The Spine has me locked up in this room, telling me there's been a change in plans. There's something wrong with him. I can tell. He's been too friendly with me recently. I hate it. I just want to leave and go anywhere but here. I'm sure the others in Walter manor have no idea I'm still here. I tried asking him what was going on, but all he too me was that I'll be safer here with him. I want out!

Jade shivered as she went to the next page.

I have no idea how long it's been. I'm sure it's been four years. I think I'm nineteen years old now. I'm sorry I haven't written anything down. I've just been…busy. He has a virus of some kind. I checked his wiring while he was in stasis and saw that it was all mixed up. He woke up in the middle of my investigation and slapped me. So cold. I want to be warm. The only peace I get is when he locks me in my room before leaving for a show. I can finally be alone. I'm alone right now. He's gone for a few days. Thank goodness. I was sneaking around in the  Hall of Wires a few days ago and saw something strange. The Spine seems to be building an automaton and hiding it deep in the wires. It looks like a female. What is he planning to do? I was able to get away from it before caught me with the wires. I can't go back in there anymore after what he did with the wires. I've tried calling for help, but I stopped after realizing that the room is soundproof. I want to see Rabbit and Hatchworth again. It's been so long. I want to go home.

Jade didn't like what she was reading, but she continued to the next page.

The Spine sat me down this morning to have a long talk. He wants to turn me into a robot. He would be using that robot body that was hanging amongst the wires. He told me I won't ever die and that I could live a new life in Walter manor with him. He wants me to be his. I told him he was crazy and that he can go fuck himself. There's no way I'm doing that. I don't want to be a robot. I want to be me. He didn't take my response well and stormed off. He left the door unlocked tot he Hall of Wires. The wires were more passive with him gone. I went in and saw that he left his computer on. Everything was blocked by a password except for one file labeled 'New Life'. There were others before me. Countless companions who were drawn into his sick trap Most of them had refused just like me and they died. He recorded each murder and experiment on those who were willing. They didn't end well. He's going to kill me. I just know it. I have to stop him from continuing this. He's sick and I have to help him somehow. Wish me luck.

Jade turned the page and saw nothing but tally marks. They continued over to the next few pages and stopped on the last page. It was tainted with blood and tears.

I couldn't help him. There's no stopping him. I failed. I only have moments before he comes back. I hope anyone who reads this will find the courage to stop him. He has to be stopped or cured of this illness. My name is Kelsey Star-

It ended there. There was nothing else. Jade stared at the last sentence in horror. He took Kelsey. 

Jade stood up and stared at her door. She remembered Kelsey's second step. Watch the secret tapes. She knew what she was going to see wouldn't be pretty at all.

She sighed and went up to her door and found it locked. With an annoyed sigh, she grabbed a hairpin from her table and went to work. She was glad The Spine let her keep her hairpins. He had told her many times she needed to keep her hair neat and tidy. She barely listened to him. She liked her hair messy and wild. The door finally clicked and Jade smiled grimly as she opened the door to the Hall of Wires.

It was still the same as before. The red light was dimmer now due to it being nighttime. The wires swayed gently side to side as if they were asleep. It was almost peaceful. Jade took a quick look around and saw The Spine's study. She ran up to it and saw his computer. She turned it on and was faced with the password screen. She stared at the screen for what felt like hours, trying to figure out what the password was. The first thing that came to mind was "Giraffe". She typed it in and for nothing. 

"What could it be?" She asked herself. 

Maybe he had it written down somewhere in his table. Jade opened and drawer and looked through many of the notebooks. Most of them contained song lyrics or random notes. She opened one journal and froze when she saw her name written on all the pages. They were all neat and organized without missing any beat. It was like it was printed off a computer. She got to the last page and saw one sentence.

She WILL turn.

Jade shivered as she closed the journal and went back to the computer screen. After seeing that, she figured out what the password probably was. She typed in her name and the computer came to life.

The screen was red with many different icons. Jade grabbed the mouse and clicked on the different icons but came to even more password screens. She typed in her name, but got nothing. She stared at each icon until she saw one with the name "New Life" under it. That was the one that Kelsey mentioned. Jade clicked the icon and found multiple video files. Each of them had a name under them. They were all girls names. Maddie. Sam. Violet. Kelsey. Regan. Alexandra. Sydney. Nic. Amy. Kelsey. Breanna. Judith. Arya. Catlyn. Jade stared in horror at each file. So many girls had suffered before her. She had to watch them. 

Jade went to click on the file named Kelsey and braced herself.

The screen went blank before The Spine's smirking face showed up on the screen. Jade only glared at him as he began to talk.

"Hello there. As you can see, this experiment has failed terribly. My dear Kelsey has refused to change for me and she must pay the consequences," he crowed. There was someone whimpering in the background. 

"I want to go home," a girl's voice muttered. The Spine only hissed as he moved to the side to reveal a girl entangled in the wires. Kelsey. Jade 

"You are home, little dove. I protected you. I did all I could for you and you refused my help and my love. This was going to help you, my dear girl," The Spine growled while picking up the camera and placing it close to Kelsey.

Jade felt her blood go cold as Kelsey stared into the camera, begging for help with her eyes. Blood was trickling down her face from a gash on her forehead.

"You're sick, Spine. Let me help you," she pleaded while struggling against the wires. She stopped when a wire wrapped around her throat with an angry hiss.

"How many times have I told you, little dove? I'm perfectly fine. There's nothing wrong with me. You just decided to be an idiot girl," he hissed while getting close to Kelsey's face. Kelsey shivered as she tried to look away, but was kept in place by a wire. The Spine's smile got wider as Kelsey struggled weakly.

"Don't," she whimpered as The Spine gently touched her face. Jade felt sick to her stomach watching this. She wanted to look away, but couldn't.

"What happened to my lovely Kelsey? Why do you hate me? You used to love being with me," The Spine said in a mocking tone while petting her hair.

"Don't touch me," Kelsey snapped while trying to pull herself away. Jade flinched as The Spine slapped Kelsey hard. Her screams were quickly extinguished as The Spine shoved a glove into her mouth. Tears streamed down her face as The Spine continued to gently caress her face.

"You could have been beautiful, Kelsey. I never wanted to kill you. Such a waste," he said. The wires tightened around Kelsey as The Spine went off screen. Jade could hear Kelsey's panicked breaths as she looked around in a panic. She could have sworn she saw a flickering blue light coming from her chest. 

"I have a something special for you, little dove," Spine's voice purred from behind the camera. Jade saw Kelsey's eyes widen in horror at something offscreen. Her screams were muffled as she began to violently struggle against her restraints.

The Spine's face came back in front of the camera as Kelsey continued to scream.

"We're gonna have a lot of fun now," he chuckled as he walked over to Kelsey's side. Jade saw that he was carrying a large pair of scissors. 

"Where shall I start, little dove?" he asked while holding the scissors close to her neck. Jade's screams died down as they turned to sobs. Jade could feel her chest tighten as she watched The Spine gently stroke Kelsey's face.

"Shhh. It's okay, little dove. This won't last long. I promise," he purred while planting a kiss on her forehead. 

Jade watched in horror as he cut into her arm with the scissors. Jade screamed as The Spine continued to comfort her with soothing words, pressing his forehead against hers. The blades went down to her fingers he cut each one off. Jade could only stare and listen to the sight and sounds of bones being crushed and flesh being torn apart.

Kelsey went eerily quiet as The Spine pulled away. She was breathing heavily as her head hung low. The glove fell out of her mouth, letting her gasp softly for air. Her fingers were now bloody stumps.

"Are you awake, Kelsey?" The Spine asked while holding up her head. She only glared at him. 

"Fuck you," she muttered. 

The Spine exhaled steam and blew it into her face with a chuckle. Kelsey continued to glare at him, tears streaming down her cheeks. If looks could kill, he would be dead.

"Such foul language from my little dove. Shall I take your tongue next?" He asked while holding the scissors close to her mouth.

"No," Kelsey whimpered weakly while trying to turn her head away.

Kelsey continued to whimper softly as he gently traced the scissors down her neck and around her glowing blue chest, humming to himself while doing it. Jade could feel her heart quickening as she continued to watch.

"Did you love those other girls?" Kelsey asked. The Spine was silent as he buried the scissor deep in her side, making her cry out weakly. He quickly pulled it out and disappeared behind the camera.

"You need help! Those girls didn't deserve to die. Why do you do this?" Kelsey pleaded.

There was a loud hiss off camera followed by a low growl. It was almost animal-like.

"Don't question me, little dove. I feel fine," The Spine snapped while returning. He held a syringe with a clear liquid. He grabbed Kelsey's shoulder and injected its contents into her neck. Kelsey winced in pain for a moment before her eyes suddenly went wide.

"This should keep you awake," The Spine chuckled while going back to grab the scissors.

"No more!" She cried out.

The Spine only laughed as he buried the scissors deep in her side. Kelsey only gasped out in pain as she stared into nothingness.

"Don't pass out on me, little dove! I think I know the next step for you," he crowed while pulling the scissors out of her side and dropping them to the ground. Kelsey only stared blankly at him.

"Why? Why are you doing this, Spine?" She asked.

"Oh, my pretty little dove. I'm hurting you because I love you," he crowed while nuzzling her cheek. Kelsey was unresponsive as he gently cupped her cheeks. He held her there for a moment before a deep chuckle filled the air.

"You have such pretty eyes," he said.

Jade watched in horror as he plunged his fingers into Kelsey's eyes. Kelsey only whimpered as she struggled weakly against him.

"No," she whispered.

"Shhh. Don't struggle, little dove. It will be over soon," The Spine crooned as he continued to dig around. Kesley gave one last cry before going limp. The Spine sighed in annoyance and yanked out her eyes which were a bloody mess. He threw them to the side and checked Kelsey's pulse. 

"Still alive," he said while going back to the camera. Jade shivered at the sight of his blood-stained face. He could have sworn she saw a red glow in his eyes.

"I'm going to wait for my little dove to wake up," he crowed as the screen went black. 

The screen suddenly came back to life. They were in the bedroom. The Spine sat on the bed, cradling a sleeping Kelsey in his arms. Jade noticed her eyes were stitched shut along wight he rest of the cuts that had previously decorated her body. There was a pained look on her sleeping face as The Spine gently stroked her hair.

"My poor little dove. She's in so much pain that she has become delirious. She thinks I'm her birth-father, poor thing. I think she's about to wake up again. Isn't she just precious?" He crowed.

Kelsey groaned in her sleep as she writhed around. Her stitched-shut eyes twitched as if she was trying to open them.

"Daddy? Where are you?" Kelsey asked in a pained voice.

"I'm right here, baby. Everything is alright," The Spine purred in a voice that wasn't his.

"My whole body hurts, daddy. I can't see. I can barely feel anything. It really hurts. Make it stop," Kelsey begged.

"And how can I stop your pain, baby?" The Spine asked.

"Please kill me, daddy. I can't take it. I want to be with mom," Kelsey whimpered. 

The Spine chuckled as he gently stroked Kelsey's face, making her shiver at the touch.

"If that's what you really want, baby. I'll do it for you," he said while kissing her bloody cheek. Kelsey smiled as she rested her head against his chest.  She froze as if realizing something.

"Spine?"

"Right here, my little dove," he chuckled while holding Kelsey close to his chassis. Kelsey started panicking as The Spine held her, humming to himself. Jade felt her chest tighten with dread as she watched on in horror.

"I'll make it quick, baby," The Spine crowed in the unknown voice as he rubbed her back. Kelsey's panicked breaths died down as she began whimpering softly. He gently took hold of her head and held her there for a moment before he smiled at her lovingly.

"I loved you, always," he whispered.

"I hate you-" she was stopped short as he snapped her neck.

Jade paused the video. She had seen enough. She didn't bother looking at the other videos. There was only one thing left to do now. Run.

Holy shit. This is dark :O

Kelsey belongs to the awesome @violetxsilverxstark

I’m pretty sure the violence will go down in future chapters.

[madangel19]

Nightmare

Hello. Well, I’ve been thinking about finally posting one of my SPG fanfics. It’s a small part of a long series that I’ve been working on. I might post a few more later.

Summary: OC Mak has a terrifying vision

 Well, here we go!

Mak was back in the dark place again. She knew she was dreaming. She hated being sent to this whenever she fell asleep. It reminded her of her time in the laboratories. The only upside to this place was that could freely communicate with her friend, T. 

“Are you there, T?” Mak called out. A deep chuckle filled the air, making her smile.

“I’m right here, darling,” a familiar voice purred from behind her.

Mak turned to face her friend. A dark silhouette of a tall man stood before her. Glowing yellow eyes filled with mystery looked down at her. He was downright frightening, but he was her friend and she loved him for that.

“Hello, T!” Mak greeted while hugging him. He was always warm to the touch, which she greatly appreciated. The figure simply chuckled and hugged her back, squeezing her tightly.

“I’m so glad I could meet you again, T,” Mak chimed as she pulled away from the hug. T was silent as he stood before her. His yellow eyes were filled with a sense of excitement.

“I have something I want to ask you, darling,” T muttered. Mak cocked her head in confusion.

“What is it, T?” 

The figure knelt before her, glowing eyes staring intently into hers.

“Would you like me to be real, darling? I can help you,” T replied.

Mak’s eyes widened at the offer. Of course she wanted him to be real. They would have so much fun together.

“Yes! That would be wonderful!” Mak replied happily.

“That’s great, darling. There’s only one tiny, little thing that you must do so that I can be real,” T said in a sinister tone.

“What do I have to do?” Mak asked curiously. T chuckled darkly, his toxic yellow eyes pierced onto her very soul.

“You must destroy those those robots. They will try and stop you from making me real. I have foreseen it myself,” T growled. Mak gasped in horror at the request. There was no way she could harm her family. She had promised long ago not to kill or bring harm to others.

“I…I can’t do that, T. Murder is a crime. I promised Mama Rabbit I would never hurt anyone,” Mak muttered. she looked up at T who stared sown at her angrily. His piercing gaze never stopped.

“I might as well show you what will happen if you don’t do as I ask,” he hissed before disappearing into the darkness.

“T? Where are you going? T!” Mak cried out as she tried to follow him. She soon found herself in a dimly lit corridor.

“What’s this?” She asked herself as she inspected her surroundings. It obviously wasn’t Walter manor due to all of the doors. They were all closed except for the one at the end of the corridor. It was opened a crack, revealing a strange, green light. Mak went up at the door and opened it.

It was a regular sitting room with books and sheets of paper littering the floor. The furniture was overturned and ruined by mysterious scratch marks. A fire glowed green in the fireplace, giving the room an ominous feeling. What really caught Mak’s eyes was the tall figure standing in the middle of the room. It was her adopted uncle, The Spine, but something was off as he stood with his back turned to her. His spines seemed more prominent and sharper than they used to be. His signature fedora was nowhere to be seen, leaving behind a mess of raven-black hair. His clothes were all torn up. What concerned Mak the most were his claw-like finger. 

The Spine seemed to be mumbling to himself as Mak slowly approached him.

“The Spine? Are you okay? Mak asked in a soft voice while reaching out for his arm. She quickly backed away as the titanium automaton spun around to face her. She shivered at the sight of him. His eye glowed a cold, dark green, nothing compared to the soft emeralds she was used to. His was face was cracked in some parts as he smiled a terrifyingly toothy smile.

“There you are, little on. I’ve been looking all over for you. C’mere,” he crowed while advancing toward her. Mak quickly backed away, knowing instantly that his intentions weren’t friendly at all. The automaton paused and glared at her before smiling charmingly.

“Don’t be scared, little one. I just want to talk,” he purred, making Mak blush to her dismay.

“What happened to you?” Mak managed to ask.

The automaton chuckled darkly, making her back away even more. She eventually found herself pressed against the door.

“We should have killed you before it was too late, little one. You killed the one who brought you into this world. You are an abomination and that is why you must be terminated,” The Spine hissed angrily while flexing his claws. He lunged forward, steam pouring out of his mouth and cheek vents. Mak quickly dodged to the side, letting him dig his claws ingot he door. The automaton glowed as he struggled to free his hands.

“You can’t run, little one! I know! We can play a game. If I catch you, I’ll kill you!” The Spine screamed. Mak quickly glanced around the from and saw another door. She ran for it, listening to her uncle’s angry screams.

“Oh, what fun! I’ll get you, little one!” The Spine crowed. Mak slammed the door shut behind her to find herself in another corridor. She started running. There was a loud crash behind her followed by a laugh. Mak shut him out and ran.

“Wak up!” She screamed to herself. This nightmare had to end.

“T! Help me!” She cried out. All she could hear were her own panicked breaths mixed in with the heavy footsteps of The Spine.

“Come back, little one. I promise it will be quick and painless if you cooperate, The Spine purred in his pleasantly deep voice. Mak shook her head. This wasn’t her uncle.

Minutes passed and Mak could no longer hear the automaton behind her. Slowing down, Mak finally stopped to catch her breath and check her surroundings. Even more doors and still more of the corridor. Where was she?

The sound of sobbing filled the air. Mak looked around and saw a nearby door that was wide open. She approached with caution and looked in. The room was dimly lit by candles. There wasn’t much to see except for the figure sobbing in an armchair. It was Rabbit. Her head was buried in her hands as he sobbed loudly. There seemed tone nothing dangerous about her. Mak gulped and approached her.

“Mama Rabbit? What’s wrong?” Mak asked cautiously. She braced herself for violence when Rabbit turned to stare at her. She seemed normal besides the black oil staining her pale face. Rabbit stared at her in shock, her lower lip trembling.

“W-W-Why? Why d-d-did you k-k-kill them, baby?” Rabbit whimpered. Mak only shook her head in response.

“I…I didn’t kill anyone, Mama Rabbit,” Mak replied in a soft voice.

“Don’t l-l-lie to me, baby. You killed them. You killed them! Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-You k-k-k-killed the-the-the-the-the-them!” Rabbit screamed. She shot up from her seat and stood in place, her whole body twitching abnormally. Mak quickly backed away toward the door only to find it locked. A loud hiss filled the air which haas followed by a giggle. Mak turned back to face her adopted mother. 

Rabbit smiled maniacally at her from the chair, her eyes glowing red.

“I’m g-g-g-g-gonna kill you, baby,” Rabbit crooned.

Before Rabbit could act, Mak felt a searing pain in her legs. She looked own and saw multiple wires shoot out from the ground and wrap around her arms and legs. She screamed out in pain as she was dragged down.

“Help me, Mama Rabbit!” Mak cried out while attempting to reach out for Rabbit. Rabbit only smirked and waved goodbye.

“Bye-bye, baby,” Rabbit chimed as Mak fell into the darkness.

Mak closed her eyes as she was dragged down. She eventually stopped and dared to open her eyes. She was in the Hall of Wires. She cried out in terror as she felt more wires snake around and tighten  around her body. A deep chuckle filled the air, sending shivers down her spine.

“That was easier than I thought,” the voice of The Spine crowed front he darkness.

Mak could see two orbs of dark-green light gatling at her from within the darkness. She tried to look away, but a wire wrapped around her head and forced her to look directly ahead. The Spine sauntered forward, a look of pride formed on his face a she looked over his catch.

“Look at you. My poor, sweet, little Mak all alone in the world. What shall I do with you?” He purred while gently caressing her cheek with one claw-like finger. Mak hissed angrily at him and snapped at his fingers, making him laugh once more.

“It’s over, little one. You’ve lost,” The Spine hissed back. Mak cried out as the wires holding her tightened. It hurt. oh god, it hurt. The more she struggled, the tighter it got. 

“Mama!” She cried out into the darkness. Her juvenile mindset had taken over and she burst into tears. She just wanted to wake up. She just wanted to be back with her family.

“Shhh. Hush now, little one. It won’t last much longer now. Just close your eyes and let it happen,” The Spine cooed softly. His deep voice was enough to make her drowsy, but she continued to struggle. Mak glared into his optics as she fought with what little strength she had.

“I don’t want to die!” Mak growled through clenched teeth. The automaton only chuckled at her. To her surprise, Mak noticed that the wires weren’t as tight as before. Before she could do anything, she heard a loud hiss come from The Spine. She looked up and saw him slithering out of his chassis. The automaton smirked and slithered toward her. Mak tried desperately to struggle but stopped when The Spine wrapped himself around her.  The wires holding her suddenly tightened again, making her gasp for air.

“Comfy?” The Spine asked humorously while resting his head on her shoulder.

“No,” Mak muttered.

The automaton smirked and tightened his grip on her. Mak cried out in pain as she felt one of his spines dig into her side. She could feel herself getting weaker and weaker by the minute.

“I…I hate you,” Mak whimpered. She just wanted to wake up from this nightmare.

“I know, little one. Just a few more moments and it’ll be over. Go to sleep. It’ll be over soon,” The Spine crooned while nuzzling her cheek. Mak screamed in agony when she felt him squeeze tightly. The sounds of bones breaking and splintering filled the air. She tried to breathe but found it difficult as all that came out were wet gasps. She coughed violently, tasting blood in her mouth. She glared into the The Spine’s optics and saw a familiar yellow glow from within.

“T?” She managed to whisper. The possessed automaton smirked and winked at her before a multitude of wires impaled her.

Mak awoke with a deafening scream. She fell out of her bed with a loud thud, making her cry out in pain. She around her room, thankful that she was awake and alive. Why had she dreams about that?

“It’s T’s fault. T did this,” she thought to herself. But why? Why would he show her something like this?

Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard a knock at the door.

“Mak? Are you okay? I heard you scream. Is everything okay in there?” The familiar deep voice of The Spine called out. Mak shuddered. Facing The Spine after what she just went through was the last she she wanted to do right now.

Mak opened her mouth to speak, but all that came out was a loud gasping wheeze. Odd. She tried to move but that she was immobile.

“No! What is this? This can’t be happening!” She thought. This was sleep paralysis. She knew what it did to an individual and it terrified her.

Mak tried to talk again and screamed out of fear. She felt as if something was pressing  down on her chest, making it nearly difficult to breathe. Tears streamed down her face as she stared helplessly at her bedroom door.

“Mak!”

Mak watched as her door was forced open by The Spine. His faceplates contorted into an expression of pure fear as his gaze fell on her. Mak screamed at the sight of him. She easily remembered that terrifying smirk as he crushed her to death. No, that wasn’t him. The tall automaton was by her side in an instant, gently pulling her close and cradling her in his arms.

“What happened, little one?” He asked, Mak only gazed up at him. She swore she saw a hint of yellow in his optics, making her shudder. She opened her mouth to speak again but all that came out was a weak hiss.

“Sleep paralysis. Don’t worry, little one. It’ll pass any minute now. I’ll stay with you until to ends. You’re okay, little one. There’s no need to be frightened anymore,” The Spine said in a calming tone. Mak only stared up at him in fear as he began humming a calming tune. She could see the cracks in his faceplates and his claw-like fingers gently stroking her bald head. No! This was T’s doing. Why did T do this to her?

Seconds passed until Mak could feels movement in her limbs. She quickly pulled herself away from her uncle and sat next to him. She stared at her feet, refusing to look at him.

“It was T,” she muttered weakly once she found her voice. She could hear her uncle  hiss softly at the mention of her friend. She looked up and saw the frustration on his faceplates.

“Mak-”

“He came to me in my dream. He wanted me to kill everyone. He showed me what would happen if I didn’t do as he asked. He…He possessed you…and…and you killed-”

“That’s enough, Mak!” The Spine silenced her and continued with a tired sigh, “It’s just a bad dream, little one. It’s not real.”

Mak shivered as he thought about what T had shown her. It felt too real to be just some bad nightmare. Should age even mention what T wanted in the first place? No. Not yet.

“You saw T in your dream? What does he look like?” The Spine suddenly asked her. Mak thought about her ex-friend. A shudder ran through her as she pictured him.

“He’s…like a shadow. He’s very tall. He has no real features except for his eyes, They glow yellow in the darkness. And he has a deep voice like yours but it sounds different. He likes calling me ‘darling’,” Mak answered as she recalled T’s appearance. She looked up at her uncle and saw the look of pure fire and recognition on his face.

“What’s wrong?” Mak asked.

The spine shook his head, his expression immediately changing into a friendly, lopsided grin.

“I think you should get back to sleep, little one, Let’s keep this between ourselves. Your mothers wouldn’t be too happy if they heard about you dream and your…friends,” the automaton said while helping her to her feet.

“He’s not my friend anymore,” Mak growled as she crawled into her large bed. T was now a threat and it frightened her that she would most likely see him inner dreams again. She didn’t want to be alone if that happened.

“Can you stay with me, The Spine? I…I don't want to be alone tonight,” Mak murmured. The titanium automation paused, exhaling steam in the process. His expression held a sense of pity for his young, suffering niece.

“Okay, little one. But only for tonight,” he declared while removing his shoes, fedora, and vest and unbuttoning his dress shirt a bit. Mak smiled nervously as she scooted over to make room for the colossal automaton. The bed creaked loudly as The Spine sat on the bed and laid on his side. Mak felt her heart race when she felt long, slender arms pull her close. She closed her eyes shut, not wanting to remember her nightmare. She could feel the cold wired tightening around her body as her uncle held her in a gentle embrace.

“It’s okay, little one. The nightmare is over,” The Spine whispered while planting a cold kiss on her forehead. Mak shivered at the action and rest dyer forehead against his chest. She sudden;y remembered some of the thing she had said against her uncle and began to tear up at the thoughts,

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for everything,” Mak whimpered into his chest.

“I know, little one. Just go back to sleep. Your dreams will be sweet from now on. I’m sure of that,” The Spine murmured back. Mak hoped he was right. Mak stared into the blue glow that emanated from his chest. Its soft hum, mixed with the sounds of her uncle’s interior workings, soon calmed her.

What do you think? I know it’s a bit long, but filled with excitement.

Should I post more? 

[grinder-lector]

I’m the mood to write SPG angst and horror :D Send me angsty/creepy SPG story ideas to my ask box and i’ll see what i can do.

Whether it be an Evil!Spine story or a Hatchy in the vault story :D I’m so inspired!

[chef-bot]

Fic: The Malfunction

Evil!Spine, wordcount < 2k

Yikes, haven’t written fanfic in a while, and nothing worth posting until now. I blame @steam-junk and their amazing heart-hurting writing (go read now!), and @retroautomaton‘s recent, awesome evil Spine drawings. They’re amazing.

Sometimes, there was a malfunction. There was nothing shameful in it. Any robot might have a malfunction, even a high-class one such as The Spine. A quick reset, maybe a bit of recalibration, and you were good as new.

But sometimes, rarely, there was The Malfunction.

The Spine felt the difference keenly. That part of himself he'd kept locked away since the last war--the dark urges that he tried to believe were not his own. He tried to convince himself that the darkness was alien to his friendly nature. He'd thought that downloading a vow of peace would have put paid to the wars, the deaths--and The Malfunction.

And for a while, he thought it had. The vow settled around him like the softest, kindest manacles. It comforted him, lulled him into a false sense of security. Sure, there were malfunctions, and once or twice (maybe more, Steve was always a little hazy on the details) things had gotten a little hairy onstage.

But nothing like this. Not since the jungles of 'Nam...

The Spine wiped ineffectually at the excess oil leaking down his face, from his photoreceptors, his steam vents, through his teeth. A hysterical laugh was caught in his throat--struggling to get out even as he struggled against the darkness creeping into his circuitry. His core felt as though it was sputtering--flaring like a Roman candle, dying down almost to a cold cinder, a candle caught in a gale. Errors were popping up in his programming, red alerts, stifled by the rising tide of darkness.

Oh yes, he knew this feeling all too well. The laugh struggling in his throat subsided, the hysteric edge dissolving slick as oil as it trickled between his lips.

"Heh h eh heh... a ha ha h--ha..."

It felt... good, like knives cutting through an unbearable itch. The Spine flexed his neck, long and strong and sleek. He reveled in the power humming in his metallic body, raging hot as steam built up and cycled through his hydrotubes. His core surged under the strain. Like old times. He hissed a steam-shrouded laugh through his vents, his eyes flashing green through the smoke.

Oh yes. Old times.

Here were his blue matter projector arrays, easily activated. The devices built into his body whined ominously as they powered up. The vibrations thrumming his wires felt like home. Ah, the Tesla coil high-voltage discharger, still in perfect working order. Auto-guns, hm, missing ammunition, but no matter. The Spine was sure he could find more. With brutal efficiency, he cut the alarms he'd set off in the Hall of Wires, then shut down the network. He'd built them himself, foolish of him. He easily broke them apart again. He knew the programming inside and out, almost better than Beebop.

Speaking of which...

The arrays made a satisfying, unearthly noise as they took out Beebop's mainframe servers, crippling the giant construct in a single blow. They had been so easy to access. He was The Spine, after all. Why should anyone deny him entry? Qwerty--quick, irritating Qwerty--was more difficult to pin down, but The Spine didn't care. He let the AI hide in back-up servers, behind firewalls fiercer than the defenses of the national treasury itself. Qwerty wasn't important. All The Spine wanted was to inflict as much destruction as he could before they took him down. He wanted fire, smoke, screams. His spines flashed and glimmered with anticipation, as he wiped black oil from his jaw. He couldn't stop smiling.

"The Spine! What are you doing?!"

The Spine turned and grinned, showing far too many teeth. "Hey there, Hatchy-boy. Coming to join the fun?"

"Fun? Fun?!" He looked around him, at the smoking wreckage that used to be the Hall of Wires. He sounded heartbroken. "Why are you doing this? Why? Th'Spine?"

It was almost too much. The Spine laughed as he brought his weapons to bear.

"Just having a little fun, buddy. Remember the things we used to do during the wars, Hatchy?" The Spine paused. "Oh, I suppose you were in the vault for the later ones. Too bad, those were the best. All those bombs, and the gas. But the Weekend War! You remember that. Copper elephants, burning flesh, screaming metal--the smell of exploding blue matter searing your receptors."

Hatchworth shook his head, his pipes puffing steam. "The Spine, please, stop! Or--or else, I'm going to have to stop you."

"Why, Hatchy-boy, I'm hurt." He sucked air through his cheek vents. "And here I thought we were friends."

"N-not like this, The Spine. Please, put away the lasers and let's get you to Peter. He can fix you, I know he can."

The smile dropped from The Spine's face. He snarled, "Fix me? FIX ME? There is NOTHING wrong with me!"

His voice dropped deep into his chassis, merging with the vibrations of his overclocked robotics.

"There is nothing wrong with me. I have no shortcomings. Everyone says I'm great. I’m great."

A blast of blue-white lightning nearly caught Hatchworth. It scorched the ground by his feet and sent a shockwave through him, throwing him off-balance. He felt to one knee with a heavy thunk, electricity sparking across his bronze chassis and temporarily overloading his circuits. The Spine advanced, eyes flashing through the red-and-black gloom.

"You're the one that needs fixing, Hatchy-boy," he drawled, reaching down and grabbing the smaller bot by his neck. He dragged him up until they were nearly nose to nose. Steam puffed frantically from Hatchworth's pipes. "You need to learn to have a little fun, pal. Live a little."

Hatchworth was trembling so violently that his bolts rattled and knocked his glasses askew. Tendrils of blue matter leaked around his eye sockets. "I'm so--so sorry, The Spine."

The blue matter blast from his hatch shook The Spine to his toes. He reeled back with a whistle of steam, as his diagnostics flashed fatal errors through his crystalline brain. He looked down at his torso, at the scorched and broken area on his stomach, glowing with blue residue. Oil streaked the shiny silver plating.

"Why, Ha-Hatchy, look at what you've done." The Spine coughed and grinned, licking oil from his lips. "You've ruined my--kssss--favorite vest."

He took a lurching step forward, arrays lighting up in preparation.

"D-don't you d-d-dare move another step, I'm w-w-warning you!"

With a ratcheting noise, Rabbit seemed to materialize out of the smoke. Her photoreceptors were wide open and afraid, looking bigger than they were against the white of her impossium faceplate, but her arms were steady as she pointed her weapon directly at The Spine. Her laser lens set-up telescoped out of her cranium with a whirr of clockwork, snapping into place and zeroing in on the silver automaton.

"Hey, Rabbit! Glad you could make it." The Spine coughed again, ticking erratically as his systems struggled to compensate for the heavy damage. "Ready for a good show? I think it's going to be--a blast!"

A beam of concentrated blue matter energy shot toward her, but the antique automaton was quicker than she looked. She rolled out of the way and back onto her feet, still pointing her Gatling gun arm at him. Steam hissed through her cheek vents and her hair curled and glittered with the aftershock of her narrow miss with the blue matter beam. The Spine frowned.

"That was a pun. You should laugh."

"Stand down, Spine. We aren't at w-w-war anymore." She narrowed her eyes at him, the lens refocusing. "We took a vow, remember? No more fighting. No more death."

"Stupid vow." The Spine spat out excess oil, listing to one side. "What's wrong with a little death and destruction? I'm so good at it."

He lunged forward, snake-like, grabbing Rabbit's other arm in a vise-like grip, denting the metal. She yelled and swung her gun arm, hitting him hard across his temple and knocking his hat askew. The metallic clang rang through the broken hall, partially disguising the noise Hatchworth made as he limped to the Spine and grasped him in a tight embrace, pinning his arms. The spines, sharp as razors in battle-mode and vibrating with stored energy, sizzled against his bronze limbs, threatening to short out his circuitry--but the bot clung grimly to his out-of-control friend as he thrashed and snarled. Rabbit pulled her arm free of The Spine's grasp and brought out the collapsible buzz saw. The noise it made was like a thousand hellish hornets as it bit through The Spine's arm at the shoulder, severely dampening his firepower. The Spine howled and twisted, managing to knock Hatchworth to the ground, cracking the flooring beneath him with the force of the blow.

"Rrrraabbbitt--"

The basso growl seemed to vibrate the very walls of the Hall as he tackled Rabbit, taking her down. Even minus one arm, The Spine had a formidable skill in hand-to-hand combat. His punches and jabs clanged relentlessly against her copper chassis, finding weak points despite her efforts to defend herself. A shower of harpoons from Hatchworth's chest cannon careened into The Spine, knocking him clear off Rabbit, the high-velocity weapons managing to pierce even his tough alloy skin. Snarling, he raised his arm for one last blast from the discharger--

Seizing her chance, Rabbit's gatling gun roared to life, spraying projectiles at her brother bot even as she screamed with grief. "I'm-m-s-sor-r-ry!"

Still echoing with the noise of her gun, she stumbled towards the crumpled silver figure, pinned to the wall by several bent harpoons. Others stuck out haphazardly around them like the bones of some prosaic beast. Black oil pooled beneath The Spine, mingling with sizzling water from his damaged hydrotubes and spreading like blood. The gatling gun had done its work well: bullet holes peppered most of The Spine's torso and face, no longer sleek and shiny, and the high-voltage discharger had been utterly pulverized. His core peeked through his damaged chassis, sputtering sparks.

"Th'Spine--I'm so sorry--" Hatchworth clanked to his knees, trying to pull a harpoon free. "I'm so sorry--"

"P-P-P-Petes... he'll fix you up, y-y-you'll be ok-k-k-k," Rabbit said, glitching worse than ever. Her jaw hinged loosely, and her impossium faceplate had been cracked by The Spine's relentless fist. Oil streaked her cheeks as she attempted a grin. "Y-y-y-y-y-y-ou'll b-b-b--"

The Spine tried to sit up and failed, held fast by the harpoons. Steam hissed fitfully as he laughed despite the pain. "All this... for little ole me... I'm flattered... Took... both of you... bring me down. Wh-who's th' big... baby... now..."

"Sh-shut u-up, y'baby." Rabbit yanked out a harpoon, eliciting a hiss of pain from The Spine as his weight shifted. "Oh g-g-god--Petes? P-Peter! Anybody! Help! Oh no-no-no, Spine, don't close your eyes--c'mon, bro, stay with me--P-P-PETER!"

"I'm--so--sorry--"

The darkness was fading from The Spine's circuits, and the voices of his frantic siblings faded with it, dissolving into a haze of pain and bitter smoke. His body kept intruding on the haze with inane alarms and emergency protocols unable to execute due to catastrophic power loss. Rabbit kept telling him it was going to be okay, but The Spine knew better, of course. Poor Hatchworth. Poor Rabbit. Poor Beebop, Qwerty. What a mess he'd made, all because he hadn't been good enough. He'd never been good enough. His long life weighed heavily on him, suffocating his core. He'd done so many bad things. He was a bad robot. He couldn't be fixed.

"P-Peter...  Spine, wake up..."

It would be better... if he'd just....

[spacemuffinz]

the spine in d1 for anon from that emoji post thing cuz i suck at drawing expressions that aren’t various forms of :|

i call this the “u gone done fxcked up, son” face. lol

And you can't tell but he's totes rolling up his sleeves

[forsty-artmoved]

To new followers and probobly old

Hello and thank you for following me, it means alot! But I have a feeling most of you followed me because of Steam Powered Giraffe fanart. I'm afraid I have to tell you that I will not be doing much SPG fanart...

There is of course my Walter OC Sven, who I will be still be drawing lots of since he's my babby.  And honestly I'm not sure if I'll be doing any more Evil!Spine, depends on if I have a reason or inspiration for it. I do still really love my Evil!Spine concept, so there might be some drawings in the future when I find inspiration for it. 

I'm sorry to all who has followed and expected lots of SPG :c