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(also like saarloos wolfdogs are just SO COOL! HOW DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THESE LIL MAJESTIC GUYS WGAT- AND THEIR HISTORY OF THE BREED IS EPIC!!)
silly lil ladybug encounter for ya! >:D
IM CRYING THIS IS SO CUTE
The little facial expresssion, the pose, the coloring?? ππ Also thank you so much for all the incredibly kind words, Iβm so glad you think that!! Iβd love to talk to you about it!! :D
i think that when the scientists released me, they put a radio collar on me. idk how it would track me cause im sure the fact that i am highly radioactive would cause issues with any sort of tracking mechanisms. but maybe the radio calls and such i hear in my head from the scientists is that radio collar.
i just remember wearing something that had a blinking light on the end of a short antenna.
i can hear the scientists making observations about me still...even though in this body, i do not wear the collar physically.
maybe they somehow modified it to transmit messages through my brain as well? so that they can communicate with me even if the collar is gone?
its too soon to try and wear collars again even if i feel i should be wearing one. even if it was myself putting the collar on me, it feels too connected to all the trauma.
im not a pet, i don't need a collar. i have too much..pain associated with being made to feel like a dog. i dont wanna trigger that stuff to the surface even if i think having a collar would be affirming in some ways.
im sad that there is so much grief and pain connected to my dog side. i want to embrace it. i want to love being a dog as much as i am a wolf. but right now is not the time and i do not have the mental strength to process that trauma.
sorry for rambling about this constantly. trying to process my thoughts and writing it down helps me process things. talking it out and such.
had phantom pain in my tail all day today. i couldn't get my tail to stop being underneath me so i sat on it the entire shift at work and it kept aching :(
kept having a tingling sensation on the back of my neck and shoulder too. must have been my hackles being raised the entire time :(
the want to gently take those i care about to a safe hovel in the woods and rest my head on them and make them feel safe. to make sure they know that my strength is there to protect them.
i am loyal to my last breath. i am as vicious as the unforgiving winter. my strength is yours, too. and only meant to hold you gently. never to keep you from venturing on your own. cause I know you are capable. but i want you to know that my strength is always there for you to dip into when you need it.
you are not alone. you do not have to fight alone.
i don't like it when others refer to me as a dog.
thats something only I can call myself.
(discussing trauma related to being treated like a pet or servent, please proceed with caution. nothing graphic is discussed but just incase)
when others call me a dog...it makes me so uncomfortable and it feels like its connected to really deeply repressed problems that the overall system has had.
being treated as a servent and being seen as something less. expected to follow orders. to stay in line. to always be at beck and call.
i can call myself a dog cause that doesn't hold any meaning behind it. but when someone else starts to treat us like a dog or call us "good boy" it triggers this...fawning in us. such a deeply rooted fear. fear connected to harmful and painful consequences if we do not do what we are told. so we try to be this "good boy". do what they want and they will leave us be. that kind of thought process.
i can see why dune is so uncomfortable with the idea of wearing a collar. as nice as it would be to be able to...i feel similarly.
as something that has been treated as less than human and unworthy of basic human rights...i can see why we have such a strong want to reclaim nonhumanity for ourselves.
others can be dogs and enjoy it. but i can't. and neither can Dune. i may be a wolfdog, but i dont wanna explore any kind of possible "dogness" or breeds or anything.
im happy for those who can love being a dog and all that comes with it and enjoy the companionship of humanity.
i can remember enjoying times with the scientists too...
but i cannot allow others to refer to me as a dog or treat me like one. it is deeply deeply triggering for us.
Sonar and Dune both struggle greatly with feeling like they must serve humanity. it was so so so drilled into them that they were the ones to be walked all over and not respected.
i hold similar fears of humanity just cause that trauma runs so deep in us. i feel ashamed cause its such a...""sterotype"" of being nonhuman. unfortunately its an uncontrollable factor for us.
i cannot help that our brain has made us associate all humans with danger. its unfortunate and i want us to be able to let that go someday. but its not going to be soon.
i just...have seen others talking about hardships with being associated with dogs. and how it can be triggering. i saw a lot of ourselves in those posts.
we struggle similarly with a lifetime of having it be taught to us that we are not worthy and how below others we are.
i hope one day that i can learn to love the dog part of myself. and embrace all the quirks and joys of it. but it is not going to be soon and it hurts and causes severe flashbacks for us rn.
you can call me 48 or eighter for short. i prefer he/it pronouns. i am 25 in human years. reanimated wolfdog corpse. radioactive mutant lab experiment.
i post abt my life as a mutant undead wolfdog. i am schizophrenic + psychotic + very anti-social. i am timid, so i do not respond to messages or replies quickly. i promise that im a nice guy, my bark is worse than my bite.
hopefully looking to find other lab experiments or similar creatures and make some friends :3 the scientists want me to practice socializing with others more.
no dni. i block freely. i will be posting nsfw posts occasionally so minors dni. please only message me if you are over 18, thank you.
more info abt my me below...
i am a lab experiment created by humans. i do not know for what reasons, but i know that i was a failed experiment. i have been allowed to wander off on my own, but i am still monitored by scientists.
i am a wolfdog who was reanimated and brought back to life by the scientists. my base dna has been modified heavily so my form tends to be very unstable and changes with my emotions. the more threatened or emotional i am, the more mutated my form becomes.
I am physically an undead wolfdog, whose DNA has been modified and mutated through experimentation. this has caused the side effect of me being very radioactive and my form can change depending on my emotions. (example: my body can grow extra legs and eyes and jaws.)
i am heavily radioactive and my base coat glows a soft blue. my bodily fluids contain very concentrated amounts of radioactive materials (blood, saliva, sweat). i tend to avoid humans and most creatures for this reason, as to not cause harm.
i am part of the snare trap system. I'll probably discuss fellow headmates sometimes but this is my own personal blog so its my space only. uhh the main system host is @an0nsleuth
this is not a roleplay blog btw...i am actually a radioactive mutant experiment and i will be discussing my life experiences. reality checking is not welcome unless requested. piss me off and you will be blocked.
tagging system:
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will make this look better in the future.