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Wednesday, 23 March 2011

Robot Birds

I thought it would be really cool if I made a whole bunch of robot Birds and attached pieces of old bone and stuff to their parts
I think they would make really nice pals
Posted by K0R8Z at 12:12 am

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Oh sand woes,

A contorted and twisted body is lifted from the old grave before you, it turns in mid air so your eyes lock in connection and you realise with fear that the carcass is your own.
 

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