Eduardo "martinezls"

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1975 in the Dixie Alley

There are more alternate universes with Martin, one where he lives in the modern world, another where he is on an postapocalyse 1990s haunted with ponies one and another where he´s more fatty.

Martín Guerrero Pumpkin

He only, and stills a bit frightened of R173, also did not smile in a long time...

It's 5 a.m. And the morning sunlight is on now, outside of the tunnel.

This is a scene of Martin, now calmer from his paranoia, but still scared, trying to get to know the new creature.

R173 or Ragatha Centipede, somewhat shy, also shows signs of fear. That's why Martin didn't attack Rags.

YES, RAGATHA IS A BIT COLOSSAL NEXT TO HIM!

Although it may not seem or be noticeable (due not being aside), it slightly exceeds the length of Martin's Chrysler car from 1929.

Seeing a doll with the torso of a centipede isn't something Martín sees every day, except for railway engines also nicknamed centipedes, but that's for another occasion.

Although he's also worried that something might harm the creature, especially Martin´s friends, who he knew because in part of barely keep their composures...

Plus his boss, who almost stabbed Martin with a bowie knife because of arriving 30 minutes late.

The wandering Rag in the chaotic human world, which in part was a luck not being on the city.

MORE IDEAS FOR LATER

Martín by me.

Somewhere on the Dixie Alley, 1975.

My attempt to write a mini story.

Martín Guerrero Pumpkin was travelling on the ** Highway near the the tunnel in the community of ------ at 2:27 a.m. He has travelling in an old Chrysler I------l from 1929.

Martín stopped because the car's hood was not properly closed. Carefully, in the darkness, inside a very narrow tunnel, he hesitated to stop, get out, and go to the front.

After he closed the hood, he heard a creaking noise, believing it to be coming from the engine.

However, Martín realized for the second time that the noise wasn't coming from his own vehicle, but rather… from the darkness of the tunnel in front of him.

Despite the powerful quad 30 watt headlights, plus the ones located ahead of the rearmirror doors, the shiny white-ambar beam was lost in the lightless abyss, creating a dim atmosphere. As if the place was absorbing the light.

And then Martín saw something moving slowly in his direction, attracting something thanks to its headlights. He slowly pulled out his old Obregón pistol-gun once he spotted what froze him.

Martín despite his apathetic and tired attitude, despite having already worked and continuing to work alone in cemeteries, or even traveling on desolate nights, that was no match for what he saw.

He was horrified. About 3 meters away, illuminated by the Chrysler's headlights, it was already forming a tall humanoid shape, its clothing and rags somewhat disheveled and torn.

Martin couldn't believe what he was seeing; that humanoid shape was a rag doll, but… That thing couldn't have been more terrifying to him, until he looked at the other half of the rag doll's torso.

HOLY FUCK!, I mean- by the open coffin of Venustiano An… a-a-animal!

However, the rag doll, with a timid and somewhat pleading voice, responded: Wait… wait… please don't hurt me.

A tormented Martín puts his pistol back in his bag when he sees that the rag creature also shows signs of fear.

Are you talking to me?? Oh my my! -Said Martín when he was on the verge of collapsing due his own fear.

1 of ?

I decided to draw @prismtheartkoopa AU Ragatha from the @tadc-lab-au. After read this fanfic: The Freaky Digital Lab: A TADC AU (15+) - Prism - Wattpad

SO the main idea was:

Look who's here!

Cobbler and shoemaker.

Tack and Mr. Botte, Mr Botte is from an 3D short "Le Petit Cordonnier".

mutil8tor, because Bailey belongs to the artist.

Seems that Jax is giving to Ragatha a good Valentine's Day.

"The sandbar shark and the small bunny"