Fixed It! What A Buncha Goobs. All Of Them.

god this is SO GOOD

I call to you, Lord...

cackling and losing my shit at this

The Miasma, from Fear and Hunger.

Model used can be found here.

no, but i did put down 2:26 minutes of lines according to the audacity file that has all the lines, so he's definitely up there

Psst, me and my pal ShadTheChad got together to create a little mod for M:PN. It replaces all of Hank's voice lines with some new ones that Shad recorded. You can download it on the workshop. Give it a try?

steamcommunity.com

Steam Workshop::Hank Voice Replacer

dude this shit is so awesome i love this

lay all your love on me

i love the doc doodles!!

if mail got delivered on sundays i’d have my doc plush.

Hey there! I don't post a lot, so here's something ULTRAKILL related I made over on youtube!

Lyrics are NOT by me, they're made by the lyrical genius ExactlySandwich, but I liked them so much I had to give them a go!

hi pssst i just saw your tags on my comic (thank you for enjoying it i AGREE we need more ptsd hank) and!!! if you wanted to voice it i’d be HONORED!!!!!!

OMG THX SO MUCH its going to be a bit before i can but i am going to eat this shit up :)))

oh shit they made jeb into an elden ring bossfight

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Torture the Machine [8/19/24]

"Mankind is dead.

Blood is fuel.

And Hell is full."

Here it stood. One lowly machine in the center of Heresy, scanning the red sky for any sign of life only to snuff it out.

Without chaos, blood, war... V1 would be nothing. All purpose would be gone. So it does only what it knows to do. Kill.

It's yellow lense quickly pierced the view of a Filth wandering aimlessly. If it didn't have a gun it could've easily decapitated the poor thing with just it's gaze. The machine wasted no time in slaughtering him, leaving nothing but bloody waste of the armless creature.

There wasn't much left but these Filth in Hell now. The only reason this old machine stays within Heresy is because this is where it fought Gabriel. Only the right hand man of God was a fulfilling fight to it. Something deep, something primal was triggered during their battles.

It's been searching ever since for that same primal feeling. You can only do so much with what little life is left in Hell. Yet it creates more. Only keeping the engines running and the chaos ever flowing, simply for it's own sick enjoyment.

V1 wanted to go back to the chaos of war, but all it could do was feed off the little crumbs Hell would give it to keep it alive just a little bit longer. Never dying, but never living. Nothing to satisfy that longing for battle, for showers of bloodshed to power it's prowess. All it could do now, amongst the blazing red silence was repeat the simple phrase in it's code.

"Mankind is dead.

Blood is fuel.

And Hell is full."