HUNK OF JUNK

Phantom pain. Phantom touch.

Like an amputee, but it's his entire self.

Not quite there, but so very real.

Angst potential, wonderful.

Imagine touching his face and asking if he could feel it and he doesn't have a concise answer, he just doesn't want you to let go. Because it's something, something gentle and good. Not quite the way something alive would experience it, but the closest thing he can experience to it.

Or imagine him feeling the echoes of the springlocking pain, the utter confusion at the psychological torture of not being alive but feeling that pain like its happening all over again.

Phantom feelings, it's more like a memory of sensation.

"A memory of sensation..."

Every time I remember to draw him, I remember my origins

anyways!! more warm up doodles

YEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH !!!!!!!!!!!!!