~The Circus of Nightmares~

A new gore meme, for the gore artists out there! Remember to specify if you’re uncomfortable with any of the above prompts, and tag your art appropriately when finished!

Okay, normally I would not take to Tumblr for things like this, but someone I’m close to needs help NOW.

I can’t give details for this person’s safety, but we need at least short-term shelter on VERY sudden notice.

Xiaoxiao couldn’t even remember the last nightmare he had had before all of this. But he had been having them more and more since Riqui’s death and the chaos it had spawned.

In response to this, the younger of the twin moles had begun to sleepwalk, and eventually act out his nightmares while doing so.

It was this unfortunate turn of events that would lead to the worst nightmare of Xiaoxiao’s life. One he couldn’t pinch himself awake from…

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No guts, no glory?

“You… you’re too late… “ Kura laughed through tears of agony. Shaiza lay in pieces over by the wall, and a rather beat-up looking Chichi stood over him, a sword in hand. Using what little strength his decaying face and neck muscles had left, Kura raised his head and grinned at the boy.

 “Bodhi already got Molele to safety… RK knows what you are now… And you can’t do a DAMN thing to me any more. I’m done for. I knew I would be. I was just here to buy them time… “ 

Chichi glared down at Kura’s rapidly melting form. Even though it could do no further harm, the too-far-gone mole boy began beating Kura, who responded by laughing even harder as his vocal cords degraded, sounding much like a talking toy whose batteries were dying until they were too melted to produce sound. And even then he went through the motions until even his face, too was gone.

The puddle that used to be the mage did not linger long, and soon began to evaporate unnaturally quickly for such a viscous liquid.

In the end, all that was left was a shadow of a former hero beating futiley away at a set of clothes on the ground…

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Aside from the obvious unrest and impending savagery of the general populace of Mole Kingdom brought on by the Princess’ descent into madness, other side effects soon began to manifest. With more and more essential duties needed to keep a Kingdom running going neglected, food shortages soon became the norm.

Of course, the way even a crumbling society like this functioned meant that in times of food scarcity; criminals (real or imagined) took lowest priority where food distribution was concerned.

This turned out to have unexpectedly gruesome consequences for Kubi and Biku. Upon being hauled off to the dungeon along with Todo that night, the two had instantly begun their usual behavior of bullying him, even stealing his (meager) rations some nights, reasoning that “You’re fat, you’ll last longer!”

Perhaps it was the knowledge that his mother more than likely died trying to protect him.

Perhaps it was increasing hunger, of which Todo had always had a low tolerance.

Perhaps it was his finally snapping after years of torment by the twins.

Or maybe it was a combination of all these things that made him decide to solve the worsening food situation in the most gruesome and terrifying manner one could…

After he had calmed down, The realization of what Todo had done hit him like a ton of bricks, and he just sat silently in the corner of his cell.

The guard that would come in in the morning would be greeted with a sight that even HE would have nightmares about, even after 10+ years of this job…

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THE HOLY TRINITY… For Yume Nikki fans.

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I always tend to draw Uro as being the tall one, Mado being the average one, and Sabi as being the short one. Mostly because I like to make the characters a little more diverse than the sprite style for Yume Nikki allows in-game :3

“A little disarming, don’t you think?” Dark Ripple said with a chuckle.

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Yes, she just severed someone’s arm with a ribbon.

In case you’re wondering about the “dotty” look, I was kind of going for a water-colory appearance to make things look a bit more pastel-y. but SOME spots didn’t wanna blend. (Glares at that arm in the foreground.)

I was also going for the illusion of depth with the lines, by making the ones closest to the viewer thicker, but I might have failed. A few thicker lines wound up misplaced. ^^;

As for the pink blood, me and a few friends have a headcanon that Ripple Star Fairies have pink blood. Which actually means that if Dangan Ronpa ever got released on Ripple Star, it would be MUCH more violent there.

“… You… “

RK had not expected this. He had already known all too well thanks to the words of both Bodhi and Kura that Chichi was well and truly off the deep end.

While he was still recovering from the shock of being struck with the flat of a blade, he silently reached up to wipe away moisture from his face.

But it kept coming.

Pulling his hand away from his face, RK made a horrifying discovery…

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Unfortunately for Magolor, the more times one has been possessed by ANYTHING, the more attractive you are to the Dark Matter…

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In the months following Ruiqi’s death and Momo’s subsequent descent into insanity, the citizens of the Mole Kingdom became preoccupied with survival. This unfortunately had negative consequences for the lahm shop.

At first, Rain had handled the sudden influx if orphaned and abandoned lahms surprisingly well. But a combination of watching the savagery and suffering through her windows, and seeing the deteriorating state of the lahms in her care from overcrowding and dwindling food supplies, she grew desperate.

And desperation can do terrible things to one’s mental state.

She began experimenting… Lahms were technically plants, so in he fevered mind, she thought if maybe she could graft them… at least the food could go further… 

From there, things spiraled out of control. Until Erte grew worried and suspicious of her sister’s behavior…

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Amaryllis’ hunch had unfortunately been right. The Bronto who now lay smoking on the ground, smelling disconcertingly like roasting meat, HAD been the one to sell out her adopted daughter’s location to that swarm.

Leaving him to whichever predatory Dream Lander would later enjoy a nice surprise of already-cooked meat, she set off to go rescue Dandelion.

“I’ll be DAMNED if I’m gonna let those bastards turn her into another one of HER… “ Ammy growled.

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I SWEAR I’M GONNA SET UP A NEW SIDEBLOG FOR THEM. I’ve just been REALLY busy ^^;

Yes, that is melting flesh and fat mixed dripping down that Bronto Burt’s charred body.

It seems the stress-induced insanity that was becoming ever prevalent in Momo’s kingdom was also affecting others in neighboring Kingdoms.

“He said I was too fat to be eating this candy cane… so I shared it with him… “

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The random mole lady who had answered her door late, LATE at night had not expected a heavily injured child to be standing before her, barely staying on his feetas he plaeded with her.

“Uncle Bodhi…please… help… he’s… ”

That was all Molele could say before he collapsed.

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Lewis had no reason to distrust Chichi. Which was why he willingly followed him back to the house he lived in with RK.

What had followed was the worst, as well as the last day of the satyr-mole’s life. He had already been dead for quite some time when Chichi began the REALLY macabre part of his revenge plot against everyone who was (in his opinion.) too close to RK.

The next time RK would come down to the basement, he would be greeted to the WORST sight a parent could ever see…

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Erte had thought Rain couldn’t POSSIBLY be doing the kinds of things she had caught her doing at the Lahm shop

Erte had thought Rain was far too soft-hearted and nurturing to descend into the kind of insanity and savagery that many if not most of the other moles had fallen into.

“… What have I done… ?”

Erte DEFINITELY thought Rain was NOT the type to respond to being confronted over the Lahms by panicking and killing her with her own sewing shears.

Unfortunately, Erte was wrong about a lot of things.

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After the disasterous end result of Chichi’s actions during that magic-induced body swap; the boy had, unbeknownst to those close to him, begun to mentally deteriorate.

True, everyone had noticed a change. He was quiet. Less expressive. Sometimes unnervingly so.

But no one ever could have guessed exactly how bad his mental state actually was.

Especially not Ruiqi.

The knight had never seen it coming. Chichi had come to him at night, in an area of town with very few people around, asking if Ruiqi could do him a huge favor.

“I guess… what is it?”

He never saw the blade.

The first slash was across the eyes, blinding him instantly. The knight fell backwards from agony and the force of the blow.

“… Die.”

Giving Chichi an unobstructed shot at his neck.

The boy stared down at the cooling corpse. Expression non-existent, feeling nothing.

When he finally spoke, his voice was a cold monotone.

“You should have stayed away from him… “

Perhaps he would have turned back from the path he would eventually take, if the event that was about to transpire had never happened. They say the second time you kill is when it becomes natural.

“… ?”

And unfortunately, a sound behind Chichi had alerted him to the sole witness to his crime. As well as his second victim in what was to come…

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