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khaalidamora · 22 days ago
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Aim For the Top!
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Final revision.
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khaalidamora · 29 days ago
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For Your Eyes Only.
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khaalidamora · 2 months ago
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It's a shame GITS: Wetwork never released. I remember coming across it on Playstation mag back in the day and being utterly captivated by the in-game screenshots. Wonder what happened to it?
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khaalidamora · 2 months ago
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Wetwork.
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khaalidamora · 3 months ago
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so we're some kind of the Ghost in the Shell huh....
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khaalidamora · 3 months ago
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Messed with the Elster piece some more. Happy accidents.
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khaalidamora · 3 months ago
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oomf suggested a Replikant in the new Marathon's style. and well. is it really signalis without the—
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khaalidamora · 3 months ago
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Post-mission gear check and debrief.
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khaalidamora · 3 months ago
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A seed planted for every round fired.
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khaalidamora · 4 months ago
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khaalidamora · 4 months ago
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The Iron Witch's attempt to soothe her stubborn Sweet Pea, once the two were left alone in the office one night.
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khaalidamora · 4 months ago
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A collection of some of my favorite past renders put together in a new light. Trying to improve my graphic passion. Took inspiration from those fried to hell and back grungy pictures.
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khaalidamora · 4 months ago
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The Dance
For a lifetime, the voices of my brothers and sisters among the Coral tides were all I knew, all I heard. Cinders left to silently cry out across the Rubiconian skies. A network of souls intertwined, aching to breathe life with vigor once more, slow pulsing until I made contact with you. Through you, I learned the warmth another could provide. The excitement. The anguish. The love. How I ached to soothe the pains of your wounds, to comfort you in an embrace I knew you'd never yet felt, to feel your touch.
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To stand before you is something I only brushed away as a dream before. To see the glint of the twinkling digital void reflect off your visor, knowing your eyes remain locked with mine, made my breath hitch and chest tighten in a brewing storm. At last, we could dance together. Would it be so selfish to hope you feel the same? I witnessed your might and prowess long enough; I read your moves as you think them. Those brief moments of hesitation, asking yourself if you should hold back, if you should go easy on me because I've never piloted against you before. And yet, between us, a violent pulsing through the digital ether; you feel the rhythm, don't you? Give me your all so I may do the same, Raven. I'll lay the entirety of myself unto you. A brief respite. A solace in the night.
I understand now why you continue to fight so eagerly, so alive. This dance of ours, it fuels a latent power. A burning desire. Only through the intimate, explosive clash of steel can I know your touch. Only through shocking hellfire can I encase you with my love. With the trade of each blow, the mask of the Raven shatters further, revealing more for me to indulge in. More of you to consume. Is it so selfish of me to feel this way? To want your admiration and approval, to make you hesitate the next pull of the trigger, to crave your wanton passion?
Moving in sync as lovers do, reading each other's every move, well aware of the desperate yearning behind each attack. We stand on the precipice of our final dance. Your pulse is high, your mind aflame, and your spirit unbound. Our cages melt beneath our fury, speed, and desire as our dance meets its climax. At last, take flight, Raven. Allow me to dream a better dream and carry it far across the stars beyond Rubicon on your wings. In this moment, before the cores shut down and the digital void collapses, there is only us. Exerted breaths heavy through static as our metal flesh melds and comforts one another, the shared fire in the pits of our cores the only physical warmth we feel. Yet our embers burn as one, and through the silence, we've both won as we emerge two voices further intertwined, no longer ever alone. I'll be at your side evermore.
Thank you, Raven.
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khaalidamora · 5 months ago
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"I waited for you at our usual spot, but you never came."
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Persica OL AU becoming real...
A fast and loose relationship with a subordinate SKK gets left hanging in the wind. A decade later, a little older and a little wiser, could the charred embers of their love be reignited once more...
Coming soon to Univision.
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khaalidamora · 5 months ago
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Link ~~~
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khaalidamora · 5 months ago
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snow. fav first memory of snow was when we had a trampoline and it was covered with such a thick layer the underside froze. we pretended we were explorers in the artic trying not to crack the ice beneath us lest we plunge into the coldest wet depths. lot of memories on that trampoline.
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khaalidamora · 5 months ago
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Happy 11th anniversary, Drakengard 3.
My underwater photoshoot in honour of this great game 🌸🩸
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