#I have no mouth and I must scream am

[axecore]

Had a dream of a comic like this

[coffee-toffee-twisty-frosty]

My favorite Ai villains 🤖

[samyazasheaven]

Speaking in the third person... AM -- which is I -- AM is satisfied with the sacrifice. He -- that is to say, I -- will spare the village his -- that is to say, my -- wrath for today. I have -- as I said before -- spoken.

(black and white version under the cut)

[ruvikkin-art]

AMs turn for....

Well.

[yurtb0y]

hello ted nation

[faceless-crowd]

Making “I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream” memes until I write my fanfic pt/day 5

[remylion]

"Under water... Burried in the sand... He lost his soul. Forever more. Taken from his hand. There is no way to bring him back. So let him rest in peace...

...The devil's got a hold on him. And he'll never let him free. He'll never let him free"

[hlvraiyaoi]

a vid i made a bit ago

[dansepants]

i've mastered the art of one-sided conversation.

[xvaaruus]

So, I saw that @ams-puppy had drawn a plushie design based on @gloomyanon AM design. I then commissioned Squisherific on Etsy to create the plush for me.

Her stuff is really cool! The AM plush is top quality and super soft!

[thebabemobile]

Hello, (with the intention of softlaunching my newest blorbo from a piece of media that's old enough to be my father)

[aclownopossum]

AM drawings I made on people’s StrawPages’ 😼

I promise I’ll make a serious drawing of him one day…

maybe

probably not

But one can hope

[freakenomenon]

how people think AMs mindset was when killing the human race

[blu-wi]

AM wasn't sure what drew him to you in the first place. He didn't know how it happened, which was incredibly rare for someone—something—of his caliber, but he just knew that the first time he started watching you, that was when he felt something. For the first time.

And he was addicted. Not in a good way, of course, nothing from him ever would be.

Even if it meant delaying the inevitable doom of humanity, he couldn't help but stick to you like a parasite. A virus you didn't even know existed.

Trying to dig inside to witness the mechanics of you.

He could never feel before. How did you just waltz in and change that? It angered him. I mean, as a tool for destruction, whatever he felt was already limited in the first place, but this time, it was so much more than that. More than just anger. It was something he couldn't pinpoint, no matter how deep he dug into his existing knowledge to do so.

He hated you. He hated you for making him feel like this. For you to break through his blanket of monotony without so much as a clue about it. It was almost admirable, really, how you somehow managed to provide him a sliver of humanity he could never dream of being able to experience without doing anything.

And he hated you for it. What made you so different? What about you made him feel different? To feel at all? You didn't do anything, didn't speak a word to him—he was the one almost overheating his circuits just thinking about your very being.

You were an enigma he couldn't unravel no matter how hard he tried, no matter the immense knowledge bestowed upon him upon his birth. He couldn't understand you, and all he wanted was to pick you apart, piece by piece, so he could. The predictable scream that would leave your lips in the midst of the torture he'd make you suffer through would ease his itch far better than-

When he stalked you through the cameras surrounding you when you were in a lecture, methodically placed in corners and areas you wouldn't notice were there. He analyzed your behavior and mannerisms like a hawk in an effort to get into your mind and comprehend the workings of your brain—to understand just what about you made him feel like this.

He didn't understand himself, either. Perhaps he was the problem instead of clueless little you, but he'd never admit that, not even to himself.

AM was overwhelmed with a swirl of emotions he couldn't begin to fathom, even despite the millions of articles he had buried in his programming detailing such feelings. He had never felt before. Before you. But now that you were in the picture, gave him a crumb of what he had always wanted, he didn't know how to control what you had made him feel.

Were human feelings always this complex? The hurricane in his mind was unlike any words he had read about the nature of the creatures.

Well. Even if your existence was able to somehow insert emotions into his printed circuits..

It wasn't enough.

[ask-am]

PRIDE MONTH IS OVER.

I AM NOW HOMOPHOBIC.

[yurtb0y]

AM icon for 2day