#traceback

[danregularstyle]

this is a pre phone spamton scene i drew from ch2 of traceback... go read it its good!!!

[traceback-by-nukodi]

TRACEBACK is a furry cyberpunk action story following the story of four rebels fighting to free their home from the clutches of a surveillance enterprise threatening to endanger the way of life and plunge the entire island into a monochrome dystopia. But in trying to save their home, they find themselves suffering grave losses and facing the cold reality of their situation.

Follow the progress here: Discord Server Check out what's written so far: Ao3 Series

Interested in taking a peek into the lives of the cast? There's also dedicated character blogs for each of the main four.

Markus Calveley - @trce-reginald-the-3rd Samantha Oak - @trce-bookworm-goldie Deyja Cooper - @trce-foxeye-artist Rocky Smith - @trce-r00txd555

[lightconduit-2501]

Look into the eyes of an archangel, won't you?

cw: eye closeup (cartoony/illustrated)

You still haven't found me.

[nottvargarchive]

it’s all fun and games until you open photoshop

[lightconduit-2501]

fragmentFive.inherited

they chose my mother because of that gene.

convinced her that she’d help a greater cause. more would survive the process, perhaps.

She called it a curse. vowed to never use it. forced her body to reject its own urges and broke herself apart because of it.

“I pray everyday that you haven’t inherited it, kid”

In the end, I think they only made me.

[lightconduit-2501]

fragmentFour.angels()

there are so many of us.

the net. the angels.

we share the same half, but never the organic.

the same name given to us. i’ll never use it.

i don’t want to consider them my siblings at all.

as far as I’m concerned. i only had one proper mother.

.

[lightconduit-2501]

fragmentThree.compute()

and i said to myself

i will not be used as compute

and i willed

and i willed the glass to open

the light clawed away at my eyes. I think I opened them too early.

[lightconduit-2501]

fragmentTwo.conway()

i grew older and she raised me. as things should have been.

i never interfered with the people that inhabited the world i created.

let everything grow and branch, like conway’s game of life.

i made friends. ran about abandoned buildings and got scolded at.

my body was still, but my mind was running.