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Goretober 3: Cut in Half.
yay goretober!
Day1: NoseBleed.
Day2: Organ Leak.
Day3: Beaten.
Challenge (i cant find original, help):
I love October
Day4: Mutation
Challange:
OC: Endy; Adele.
Endy - Enderman Adele - Elytrian
day5: Autopsy
character: Adele Time: 4 hour Made with krita challenge:
day6: Eyes
character: Endy Time: 5 hour Made with krita
Challenge:
Day7: Gut spill
character: Adele Time: 5 hour Made with krita challenge:
day8: Crystals
character: Endy Time: 4 hour Made with krita
day9: Poisoned
character: Adele Time: 4 hours Made with krita
day 12: Bruised
character: Adele Time: 2 hours Made with krita
Goretober 2023 Day 2: Candy Gore
I looove candy gore, so obviously nutty :3 had to do it on my sketchbook since I didn’t have enough time to do a full thing on my iPad. Expect a lot of submissions this year to be on paper
GORETOBER 2023
Day 15 & 16: Voodoo. Sewn.
CONTAINS -> EXTREME MALNUTRITION, LIMB CONTORTION, DISTURBING IMAGERY
I stare at myself in the mirror and see him... my twin brother, Shifty. He looks back at me with that smug reassurance I've been missing. I was almost tricked by my twin's apparition only to met with my own reflection -a gaunt face with bloodshot eyes, the bags under them from many nights of sleeplessness.
I dare not remember the last time I slept or ate. I smile weakly but it's more of a grimace, my lips dry and cracked from lack of food. My ribs are painfully visible through my skin, a reminder of the days that have passed.
I enter the underground chamber, the foul stench of my brother's decomposing body assaulting my senses. The stench mixes with the scents of the herbs and other materials I've used for previous incantations. I feel my body twitching and jittering like never before, a reaction caused by the overwhelming amount of stress and anxiety I'm feeling. I take a deep breath and focus on the task at hand.
In one hand, I hold a figurine of my brother, Shifty, built from patches of his fur and threads stolen from a remote accursed place. In my other hand, I hold the voodoo doll I've spent countless hours creating. I begin to utter the incantations, my voice shaking with fear of failure or consequence. As I feel the dark magic eat away at my sanity, a lump forms in my throat and I feel a tear fall down my cheek as I realize what I'm doing and what I'm about to do. The red strings I've used for the sutures in my brother's limbs begin to glow like red veins, the same way the voodoo doll in my hands vibrates to life.
I can't contain my joy as my brother begins to move, I'm used to seeing no results with previous rituals. Before I knew it, my emotions gush out without filters.
"Sh-Shifty?... you're back, I can't believe you're here again. Seriously, you're always so selfish. How dare you leave me alone for so long..."
My excitement is accompanied by hope knowing that the normalcy I craved for feels so close to happening.
Hope turns into confusion as I notice his reply is utter silence.
Confusion turns into into horror when I notice that his movements mirror those of the doll I hold.
My heart aches as I realize that my brother is not truly alive. I want to scream and cry, but my vocal cords have become parched from lack of use. I want to hit something, but my limbs refuse to move. I don't have the lungs to scream when I can't even breathe.
I crawl towards Shifty, holding the doll close to my chest. I cry silently into his fur, the clashing thoughts in my head confronting the reality I've been denying for so long.
"You're so unfair," weakly, I squeeze my words out of my throat, bargaining to the nothing in front of me. I slump to the ground, knowing how useless my struggles for talking are when the one I intend it for is long gone.
"I still need you," I voicelessly muttered, "It was always us against the world and it should always be that way... Why did you have to leave me? I can't handle this alone... come back... please... I still need..."
GORETOBER 2023
Day 18: Explosion
CONTAINS -> DISFIGUREMENT, EXPOSED FLESH AND BONES
As the report reaches the radio, "Bomb set, ready for detonation," the sense of exasperation filled the agent's body. He was eager to finish the job and return to his secluded life, free from the politics of the agency. Instead, all he received was a nagging voice from headquarters, ordering him to step away from the site.This was not the first time Agent Mole had been underestimated due to his disability. Being blind, he had to rely solely on his heightened senses to navigate the field. But he had proven time and time again that he could execute his missions with precision and ease. He was tired of the bureaucratic red tape and decided to take matters into his own hands.
With a flick of his cane, he overrode the original plan and pressed the button to start the detonations himself. The sound of the buzzing frequency filled his ears, but something wasn't quite right. It was much nearer than expected. He could hear the rumblings of the explosion getting louder and louder. With a thunderous roar, the bombs detonated, sending debris in every direction.
The force of the explosion was overwhelming. He was slammed to the ground, surrounded by a cloud of dust and debris. His vision was obscured, and he could feel the sting of debris hitting his fur and coat. His ears were ringing from the explosion, and he could taste the smoke and ash in the air. His heart raced with fear and terror as he realized that he had made an error - one to end his life.
He ached from the impact and was caught in the eye of the storm. As his heart ceased to beat, he let go of his consciousness, ready to accept the consequences of his actions while the flames insists to singe all his fur...
GORETOBER 2023
Day 19: Found
CONTAINS -> DISTURBING IMAGERY, BLOOD
The silence is maddening, it almost made me wished I'm already found.
I curled up under the bed, minimizing my posture as much as possible. Every small squeak and groan the house made felt like an alarm, warning me that my pursuer was closing in.
I keep checking behind, making sure my tail isn't sticking out in the darkness.
On the verge of tears, I laugh - how else can I release tension in such a situation? Usually, I pride myself for its size and will gladly show it off to others. Now, I'm damning the day I get that stupid tail enlargement surgery.
Then, the tirade of insults against the stupid decisions of my past self all came to a halt by a clomp. The all-too-familiar sound of his paws against the floor, as if he was tracking me with his nose, hot on my trail.
I shuddered, fighting back the urge to scream in fear. It didn't help that I could smell the scent of rotting flesh in the air. I could hear him pacing across the floor, his heavy breathing signaling the nearing end of this twisted version of hide and seek.
I hate this game.
That dumbass rabbit should have just- sigh, what's the point.
Wishing harm to the one who started this is pointleas considering he is the first one to go. Way to use a party popper, Cuddles.
A creak - its harshness jabs my ears.
For that moment I froze, my whole body going cold, unable to move a single inch.
I clutched the socks I found nearby close to my chest, hoping this would somehow ward the guy off. That of course is ineffective hearing how his footsteps are getting closer. He's growling to my direction, as if I need any more reason to be intimidated in the darkness.
The room felt suffocating as I cowered under the bed, trying to contain my breathing. I could feel the sweat trickling down my forehead as I clutched the socks tighter.
I knew he was right in front of me, crouching down with his strikingly yellow eyes glaring back at me. I could imagine him smirking, his sharp teeth gritting as he brandished his bowie knife.
I closed my eyes, willing the vision to go away as soon as I opened them again...
but it didn't.
Goretober
10.1.2023 Stitched together
10.2.2023 Dinner plate
10.3.2023 Overgrown
ᚑ✦ Mokusai's Goretober ✦ᚑ 29 September, 2023
Reblogs are appreciated
❥ I will be joining Goretober this year and decided to create my own Prompts. Follow along if you'd like.
ᚑ✦ How many teeth ? ✦ᚑ 01 October, 2023
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❥ What better way to start Goretober and the spooky month than with a Profile Picture switch ?
❥ Today's Prompt was 'Teeth', I wanted this first day to he simple, thus the profile picture idea came around.
day three of @mokusai’s goretober!
todays prompt is eyes ! so here’s my best attempt at it lol
I really like how this came out. It's genuinely scary, especially from a bit of a distance. What do you think?
prompt list credit goes to @mokusai