A geisha as a droid.
The master loved his concubines. He did love his butterfly above all others, but his lust was insatiable, and, as he looked over his code, managed to make more and more changes to them. From children, to half-animal, to priestesses and nuns to robotic slaves or half-droids.
The problem with half droids is they usually screamed in horror untill he shot them down. He did find a way to fix the bug eventually. They were still in horrific pain. You just couldn’t hear it. And he was pleased again
I’m getting weird this time of day-night
Gouache watercolor and red strawberry tea on wood-pressed paper-like board (how in the name of sanity would you even call that? At first it’s solid liike painted wood, and after 3 layers of wc it mushes the way paper does, leaving strains of papery muss on the surface. I seriously need help naming the thing here)
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