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call-me-clevy · 11 days ago

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He Came to me in a Dream

And then he shredded away.

vv The Dream vv

So, I did actually have a dream about that man-made horror... I was put into prison for some reason. I had no clue why, but I didn't feel any injustice for being there, so in retrospect, I probably fucked up a little. To be fair, I didn't feel like I should have been there either. I was just coasting. "Oh. Prison. Fair enough." All of the prisoners were called out of their cells, and onto this massive balcony that went around to every cell in a circle, overlooking a straight drop down to somewhere, probably. I'm confused. I don't know what's going on, but I look over to the entrance--and this is a massive Pressure-esque door--where this shorter, more mature woman wearing a blazer looks around (it was either blue or purple), then regular Sebastian comes out of the door and starts talking to her. He's massive, he sticks out, he does not have legs, and though I know this is not Urbanshade at all, I just try not to stare because staring is rude. I didn't have the foreknowledge of him at all, so I was just kind of surprised.

There's some other stuff about how prisoners were being selected for reforming parole, sort of, where they'd all go out camping as a little group, like a summer camp, and. Get better. Idk. Yadda yadda yadda, I go on one of these trips, it's snowing here I guess, but I get randomly teleported into this sleek, reflective, black hallway (maybe some dark red-ish browns).

Now, I don't think he actually had a skateboard. But I do hear this awful squeaking, and I turn around, and this mf strolls over in these stupid blue sandals, and he's got pants, and also legs and feet, and he is EYE LEVEL with me. Before I can process, he escorts me to that lady's office at the other end of the hall so she could talk with me.

Turns out she was the warden of the prison, and he worked for her. He was like a body guard, in a way. probably trying to work his way out or something. Idk. THAT WASN'T THE WORST PART THOUGH, because these shoes were not long enough for his weird little fish feet, so he could grip the edge of the sandal with his weird little fish toes and I hated it. I hate it. I hate him. I hate the noise. He is called "Gripper Seb" and I hate him.

And then I drew him on a skateboard.

#pressure fanart #pressure roblox #sebastian solace #sebastian pressure #sebastian solace fanart #call me clevy #clever reference #digital art #Gripper Seb #that fucking bird that i hate #It's either I remember in keen detail or I remember one detail and that's it. No in between.

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call-me-clevy · 26 days ago

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Explains itself, I believe

#call me clevy #clever reference #digital art #pressure fanart #pressure roblox #sebastian solace #sebastian pressure #sebastian solace fanart #Sadbastian

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call-me-clevy · 2 months ago

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@invader-sans-cipher

I think your second career choice was going to be making little robot friends, but you would be the kind of guy to install the red LEDs. You know. Just in case.

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call-me-clevy · 2 months ago

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ENA Sona!