My first published short story, Screw The Doll, is now out on itch! Ever wonder what a cybersurgeon gets up to behind closed doors when left alone with a broken doll? curatrix-ribston.itch.io/screw-the-doll

Screw The Doll by curatrix-ribston

Painful Cybersurgeon Loving

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れいかちゃん

THROUGH THE POWER OF HYPNOSIS, I HAVE CONVINCED MY GIRLFRIEND THAT I AM HER BIOLOGICAL DAUGHTER, THUS FULFILLING MY PLAN TO GIVE HER VERY CONFUSING AND CONFLICTED FEELINGS AND INTENSE GUILT!

A FALL IS A TRAGIC BEAUTY THAT HARMS THE HEART, A PLUSHIE OR TOY FALLING ONTO ITS SIDE IS BUT A CHILD'S CRYING RESPITE! A FALL IS A PRICELESS VASE, ITS IRREPLACEABLE BEING TAKEN, WHEN DOLLY FALL OVER, IT IS A RISK TAKEN THAT COULD TAKE HER AWAY FOREVER DOLLY FALLOVER IS A LOVER OF STAIRS

I'm thinking about darkness by byron again, what an interesting piece of poetry spurred upon by interesting times for context, it was written during the year without summer

"Every single one of you dolls are USELESS, you almost got me KILLED with the mouse traps you set out last night! Count your stars that it was just the GLUE TRAP this time! Now free me and clean this glue off me in the sink at once!"

The air delineates, bound into one crystal. A tone echos through the strings, and with each crack; the sky forms smaller unto smaller fractals. The weight of physics itself demands correction upon new beauty, enforcement performed. As the stars bleed, a debt to the universe is re-paid.

A Maxwell reactor is theoretical turned practical of demonology, an artificial soul corrupted into fall - a meaning only found into consumption. Feed into the negative and the universe abhors debt. Allow the demon a smile and physics unlike a vampire, pours in. Nothing in anything, from gluttony.

the most evil part of the last bit isn't that I instantly veer off course from discussing the kebab shop, its the part where I somehow insinuate that the "overwatch" universe is in any way shape of form is "well written"

opinions on how awful it would be to live in the vintage story universe

mom

despite being aggressively two years old, I still somehow have the work mentality of a 19th century railroad worker

its really important to understand that the "snuff daughter" in my name isn't in a "snuffbait" kind of way where you kill me, its a literal "this is a daughter obsessed with snuff and wants to make a snuff movie of her mom"

do you think the shipmind is mad that I just gave up saying her long winded classification and title and just say "spaceyship" now

It isn't just me, right? It isn't just me that has the issues with perceiving that one is made of flesh, that one is made of parts that can be dissected and broken down into lesser parts that once done, are no longer you? It isn't just me that has a desire to bit down on my own fingers?

the act, and application of a form of emotional release that can be described as a functional ouroboros, as a destructive form of a dog chasing it's own tail.

sometimes a girl is just a puppet animated by a ravenous locust swarm, waiting for the chance to devour her own shell and spread out across the horizon like an unending sky

lightsail billows out around her. fabric goes stiff, stretched taut by rings and spokes- she is the spider at the center, feeling the tiniest variations in the her web. she flexes and watch as the entire assembly shifts, letting the light take her where she wants it to

dolls really are just kids is the thing, in that they are highly incompetent when it comes to doing anything else, but when given a weapon become a highly autonomous killing machine, but fail to respond to any given orders beyond an "AWAWA"

specially made doll so that if you do not give her uppies on a routine basis, 40 megaton blast vaproizes the entire city unsure if this is a competent combat doll yet

specially made doll so that if you do not give her uppies on a routine basis, 40 megaton blast vaproizes the entire city unsure if this is a competent combat doll yet

GLOWING PANTIES IS ALARMING AND CALLS FOR IMMEDIATE MECHANICAL SERVICE, IF THE PANTIES ARE GLOWING BRIGHTLY, ESPECIALLY TRENDING TOWARDS RED, THIS IS A SIGN OF DANGEROUS OVERHEATING WITHIN YOUR DOLL, AND YOU NEED TO ADDRESS IT IMMEDIATELY OR THE NEXT TIME SHE RIDES YOU, YOU'LL MISS YOUR INTIMATES

3 hour video essay but you can hear the really loud and intense sounds of my girlfriend being railed in the background while I try to talk and nerd out about some obscure topic with an obvious tremble in my voice that is close to tears

me, being cucked: is there a lore reason she isn't having sex with me? is she stupid?

OH RIGHT WHEN I LEFT OFF ON CYBERPUNK 2077 I WAS GOING TO HAVE A DATE WITH A GIRL BY LETTING THE VERY AGGRESSIVE PATHETIC MANFAILURE OF A VIRUS LIVING IN MY HEAD PILOT MY BODY

cyberpunk 2077 has the exact same flavor of junk food as say, skyrim, or fallout 4, which is fascinating because it also has somewhat more depth with its rpg mechanics compared to skyrim and fallout

I'm literally just two years old why do people keep asking where my crown is, you don't give a toddler a crown, thats literally how its lost and you lose thousands of dollars

sometimes a girl is just a puppet animated by a ravenous locust swarm, waiting for the chance to devour her own shell and spread out across the horizon like an unending sky

I've been thinking about looping the rooms girl, there is a quality to her that is a form of me distilled that makes me salivate in a form of assimilationist hunger

the act, and application of a form of emotional release that can be described as a functional ouroboros, as a destructive form of a dog chasing it's own tail.