#murder swap

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Neo and SD-T

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Murder Sw☠️p: Serial Designation T sketches

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“Mistakes have consequences Neo, and you made the biggest mistake.”

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I am still working on the dynamic between U and T, but I am very proud how this works for my idea for them.

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“𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕀 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕, 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕀 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕕. 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕟𝕦𝕚𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 … 𝔹𝕌𝕋 𝕀 𝕎𝕀𝕃𝕃 𝕊𝕋𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝔹𝕐 𝕄𝕐 𝕎𝕆ℝ𝔻!”

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Warning: Mentioning of robot gore, slight body horror(?), and depressing thoughts.

Neo sat in his room, the lights glowed dimly due to the fluctuation of the Solver in effect. He was breathing more calmly than before, but the tremors were still present in his tense shoulders.

The organic wings that unnaturally grow from his back hung limply at his sides, his own oil dripping down as the winged fingers flexed without his consent and gently grabbed his ankles, acting like a second pair of arms to comfort himself. The strange fleshy head on his tail coiled around him and stared up at him with almost soulless eyes, but Neo knew better now, the tail was basically an extension of himself, and it was as upset as him.

“Why does bad things happen, when I think that I am understanding what is wrong with me?”

Neo muttered to himself as he hugged himself tightly, a thick black substance leaked out from his mouth, his stomach not yet accepting the taste of oil… Neo shuddered as he recalled how he got it, he almost vomit as the mental image of returning to Doll’s apartment and stole the whole pot of oil and dismembered Worker Drone limbs. He didn’t like what he had to do, but the scorching pain of overwhelming heat that pitted into his system begged to be quenched, to be freed from the pressure and the fear of death. But he felt a heavy weight of guilt for consuming the oil, he felt guilty for what he did at the campsite. He didn’t mean to hurt… To kill anyone… All he felt in that moment was hunger and the need to ease the overheating that burned into his core. Neo clutched his arms tightly, the fabric of his hoodie stretched and almost ripped in his grip.

“I’m not a monster… Right?”

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Neo Creates Chaos