#ruben abner

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sock puppet...

@thechaotichorse

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_grey casing removed reveals colorful cords, vibrant against the shadows and warm with your electricity _let me run my hands along each wire, my claws sharp enough to cut anything but you _let me hear the whine of your fans as your circuits try to keep up with the stimulus, the crackle of your voice reduced to static and binary _let me sink my teeth against the rubber and feel the resistance of the copper within, bite everywhere I can so the print of my maw is carried with you wherever you go _I love you, I love you, I love you

[electricaxolotl42]

So, where have I been for the last decade? Asked Nobody

well I'm gonna blab a bit anyways, as much as I can without breaking any laws(?) at least

also i need to talk to people that aren't scientists and government people PLEASE SEND ASKS

FAQ Q1: where the fuck did you go? I thought you died

A: legally, I did. My death was faked and I was taken to this shitty place called "Oppidan Labs". if things go to plan, the whole world's gonna hear plenty about that lot soon enough. You know those movies where there's this evil corporation that collects and creates abominations? Apparently, those are real.

Q2: Where'd all your old posts go?

A: I deleted them. Partially to get a clean slate, partially because I do not need my new friends... situationship? seeing how cringe I used to be. also partially to aid in getting rid of my previous digital footprint for safety measures.

Q3: What now? Why come back to the hellsite? Any other places you've returned to?

A: I wanted to. Especially since, apparently, all other social media has turned into complete slop since I was last online? Like it was starting to decline a bit before, but it really just slid into shit in the last decade. I just straight-up deleted my other socials once I saw... all that. bleh.

I have a rednote but I don't post there, purely just to scroll. and a youtube but again I just watch shit I don't post there

as for "what now"? Well. I don't know that part

I think I'm mostly just gonna reblog stuff like how I used to, maybe make more posts now and then once I can talk more without security concerns

I also, obviously, have ten years worth of pop culture to catch up on, so maybe I'll make some fandom stuff like the good ol days once I do

okay fun blog deco stuff now yayyyyyy ~✨

this, along with my fic IWSWLOL, are being repurposed into original works, to distance from all the fuckery

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Z-42 meets Z-373

@thechaotichorse

accidentally gave em anime eyes at first when trying to draw the creepy eyes

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First Encounter

aka when Sebastian freed Ruben during the Lockdown

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this is a lil' something I drew to visualize the first chapter of this

If We Sink, We Lift Our Love

surprisssse I actually managed to write a whole (short) chapter :3

I feel so cringe sharing this but the only way to overcome it is to do it so whatever

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good news: the new pressure update has got me writing stuff for IWSWLOL again!

bad news is that its not the next chapter its stuff for much further in the story so new updates are still undetermined

spoiler? maybe? it may be vastly changed by the time it's actually published ↓

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Freedom

as it rolls over to the 17th, Sebastian and Painter (and Ru in my yumeship universe) have officially made it out

They're free They see the sky again

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"Every Volt"

Ruben stares you down with pupils shrunken into tiny pinpricks of concentrated hate, as he backs you into a corner The air is charged with the scent of ozone as bright arcs of electricity fly off of the mutant's frame, his frills flickering now and then as they remain flared out threateningly

"You..." "You were set. You had everything you could want just right there for the taking."

"But no." "You decided 'hey, let me brutally murder the one entity in this hellhole that can't defend himself', right?" "That sounds just delightful, right??"

He creeps closer, leaving you increasingly less chance for escape, as if you could make any decent try at it from how your limbs ache with earlier shocks.

"I bet you thought you could get away with it, right? That everything would be just hunky-dory, eh?" "Wrong."

He stops inches away, a sparking set of claws pressing against your throat. The skin gives away like butter to a hot knife, blood leaking only to immediately cauterize from the sparks

"You don't get to walk away from this. Not this time. Not any time ever again." "Every time this neat lil' loop restarts, I'll be waiting at the docks. And I'm going to kill you again. And again."

"And I won't make it quick like Sebastian will, oh no..." "I am going to make sure you feel every single volt."

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so I made this instead of sleeping whoops can you tell I'm still upset with "saving" Painter :,D

anyway, version of art without after-affects for slightly better seeing: