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[thejunkersupport]

Cold...dark....pain... can't see...everything hurts...where am I?

These were the thoughts that Bainsie had as she slowly awoke, blood pouring from a wound on her head. Where was She? What had happened?

[primedspecimen]

@thejunkersupport

"Ey rat!! I finsihed the stuffie!! Whatcha think??" -@thejunkersupport

"Hmm...” He walked around it in a circle, eyeing it thoughtfully. He wiped his hand off on her to get it a bit cleaner and petted it himself. Soft... good. He then pressed on it, the plush giving a bit. Also soft... good. He eyed the overall embroidery of the face and such. Hmmmmm... Folding his arms over his chest, he gave a short nod. “Looks good. Ta, sheila! Now I gotta figure out how t’hide it so I can surprise ‘im with it...”

[disgraced-doctor-junkenstein]

[Continued from here] @thejunkersupport​ Deep in the woods was not a traditional placing any human would generally want to live unless they had some dark and secret hobbies. The addition of werewolves and dragons however was more than enough to have Junkenstein willing to forgo whatever project he had been initially gathering supplies for because how often did one ever get to see such creatures?!

It didn’t even really sink in that the two co-existing together seemed strange as who was he to say? Perhaps what was odd to him was completely natural to a lycanthrope and a dragon? “Well then, perhaps I should stick close so we don’t get separated, hm?” How could he possibly not escort her back now!? This could have been an obvious trap and he would walk right into it simply for the chance to just glimpse beyond the veil of his dreary world into the mythical one. Jamison pulling his arm closer to himself and by extension the woman he was leading back home as to not lose her before their trip even began.  “...I know someone who deals with dragons but I never seen one in person.”

[dirtydungarees]

Oh shit i just realized you're a fellow junker oc blog- sorry for stopping in, I just kinda realized what your blog was- @thejunkersupport

Yeh!!!!!!! It my gorls.

[thejunkersupport]

INTRODUCING MISS.BUN!!

A new and improved omnic model built for child care!!

This unit is built to be child friendly and super advanced!!

[thejunkersupport]

"Oh for fuck sakes I'm not drunk enough for this- I didn't say you were feeble Mr tall- I was quoting her majesty- NOW IF YOULL excuse me! I'm gonna go put myself into a damn coma-"

[thejunkersupport]

A grey hamster steps out of his mech after a few hours rolling through the wastelands. Being this close to civilization was a little unusual, but he had heard news of someone with the description of Bainsie entering and then being turned away. Of course they would deny a /Junker/ entry... And yet this cave had the familiar scent of Bainsie... Did she retreat here after being turned away? Why not return home? "Bainsie?" Called Hammond as he trotted into the cave's entrance. "I know you're here."

It was rather silent for the most part, the occasional sound of water dripping from the ceiling of the cave, it was dark and cold too.

A soft groan came from deeper in the cave. Some soft shuffling as well, it sounded like whoever it was, most likely bainsie, was trying to go farther into the cave, away from the Other.

[thejunkersupport]

"..." The grey hamster sat on a shelf within Bainsie's home, keeping just out of sight. Now that he knew of a couple of escapes, he was feeling much braver and powerful up against this doctor. "Bainsie." Called the hamster towards her, remaining still with a steady, soulless stare behind those strange goggles. "We need to talk."

Bainsie freezes in place when she heard the voice. She stops and slowly looks around

"...you again..." she looks around glaring at any hiding place.

"...what do you want..."