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Silas is a weathered robotic gunslinger wandering the American frontier in the year 2187, a machine built for a world that never truly left the Wild West behind. With a battered metal body, an expressive skull-like face, a damaged right eye, and a worn cowboy hat, Silas looks less like a machine from the future and more like an outlaw who simply happens to be made of metal. He carries two revolvers in inverted holsters, wears an ammunition sash, and walks in heavy boots fitted with mechanical spurs. His Southern accent and dry, understated personality only make the contrast more striking.

Silas was created for the frontier, where advanced technology and old Western traditions developed alongside one another. By 2187, America is filled with cybernetic technology, enormous futuristic cities, corporations, and advanced machinery, yet much of the frontier remains harsh and isolated. Mining towns, ranches, settlements, railways, outlaw territories, and sprawling desert communities still exist far beyond the cities. Machines like Silas were built to survive these environments, taking on work, security, exploration, and law enforcement duties too dangerous or demanding for ordinary humans. Over time, they became closely associated with frontier culture, eventually becoming the robotic cowboys and lawmen of the West.

Silas, however, is more than the machine he was designed to be. Years of wandering have given him a personality of his own. He's stubborn, observant, sarcastic, and occasionally sentimental beneath his rough exterior. He doesn't see himself as a machine that simply follows orders, and he has developed his own sense of right and wrong. Throughout his journey, Silas is forced to decide what kind of person he wants to become.

His revolvers are an extension of that identity. Silas possesses extraordinary reaction speed and precision, making him an exceptionally dangerous gunslinger. His mechanical body allows him to endure punishment that would cripple a human, but he is not invincible. His armor can be damaged, his machinery can fail, and every fight leaves its mark. Bullet holes, burns, scratches, and worn components become reminders of the life he's lived.

Cruel, cruel world, must I go on?

Cruel, cruel world, I'm movin’ on

I've been livin' too fast

I’ve been livin' too wrong

Cruel, cruel world, I'm gone

Evelyn "Evie" Callahan is a Tennessee-born outlaw with long, stiff ginger braids, a face covered in freckles, and a bright, unwavering optimism that makes her stand out in a world full of violence and despair. She's warmhearted, adventurous, and fiercely loyal, always finding something to smile about even when life gives her every reason not to. Beneath her cheerful personality, however, lies a woman who has experienced heartbreak, loss, and the painful reality that not everyone she loves will stay. Her closest companion is Clementine, her horse and best friend, whose presence gives her comfort and a sense of home wherever they go.

After leaving behind a painful past and drifting across the country, Evie eventually finds herself involved with Dutch van der Linde's gang. Drawn to their promises of freedom, family, and a life beyond society's rules, she believes she's finally found somewhere she belongs. She forms friendships within the gang, participates in their outlaw work, and tries to hold on to the belief that there's still good in people. But as Dutch's ideals begin to crumble and the gang descends into paranoia and violence, Evie is forced to confront the growing distance between the family she loves and the people they're becoming.

Her story is one of hope, belonging, and learning to let go. She doesn't lose her optimism simply because the world is cruel; instead, she learns that being hopeful doesn't mean ignoring pain or excusing the actions of others. Through the loss of people she cares about, the collapse of the gang, and the uncertain road ahead, Evie discovers that she can mourn what she's lost without allowing it to define the rest of her life.

Even when she's left with little more than Clementine, her memories, and the open road, she keeps moving forward. Because to Evie, life may never turn out the way she imagined—but that doesn't mean it can't still be beautiful.

more fanart of my ULTRAKILL oc from @⌞𖦏 𝚅𝟷 .ᐟ⌝ because they deserve more fans and all the love and joy and support ever

MY BABIESSSS LOOKKKK THE LESBIAN MOM AND HER STUPID KIDDDD ULTRACUTEE

ARY BY @⌞𖦏 𝚅𝟷 .ᐟ⌝ SALT CUBEEE <<,333333

GET OUT OF MY HEEAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDD OMGGGGG THAT SONGGG OUERGFAPUERGAHUERGAOGER

THAT STUPID F VERITY SONGG ITS PEAKKK I HATE IT SO MUCHHH I F HATE IT F_ YOU HORRORSKUNKZ AERHGAIGERA

the red and blue one is one person, because @⌞𖦏 𝚅𝟷 .ᐟ⌝ is making an enasona and we're gonna combine them to make one

But the red and blue one is called The Mimic, and they copy voices (because i wannna be a voice actor)

And the static and black one is The Sadist (Because i'm a bad person) :D

A few of their voice claims! The Mimic has a lootttt of voices but these are a few

https://www.bandlab.com/revisions/70466ca4-d05e-4793-99db-cfd245f5c3c7?sharedKey=UUFIDyKSbE2lJw7nJWEItw

Sadists voice starts after the static :3

human on the right is outdated

https://youtu.be/l-vjBeRaR-w

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wheeze

invsigal, i need her please

https://youtu.be/EWg-opeR54g

Art by @⌞𖦏 𝚅𝟷 .ᐟ⌝

i was studying for my drivers test but "I feel It Coming" by The Weekend started playing so i had to take a boogie break

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gOlatFvIVGw

ART BY @⌞𖦏 𝚅𝟷 .ᐟ⌝ >:D

yuri

twice on my wrists and 21 times on my legs lets goooo

new recordddddddd

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FSCwvac0ENU

i thought itd be silly

People only ever praise me.

People say they love me.

People give gifts to me.

I wish I could take it all back.

Nothing about what I did was worth it, nothing I did that day brings me any joy.

The drinks can’t numb it

The men can’t numb it

I miss my baby every day.

Do i finish this boys or no

Only one month left!!!!!

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NEW ROLES!!

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