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You know what fuck it here's a post containing all of the Offmori sprites.
Walk cycle:
Portrait (will redo at some point):
Walking cycle sprite sheet:
Battle screen mock up:
Battle screen sprite plus add-on:
OmorOff fangame???? 😳😳😳
Absolutely not lol, I have enough shit to do that I'm procrastinating on lol.
Maybe one day, unlikely though.
I’ve wanted to draw The Squip for awhile and could just never really get it right anytime I tried. That being said, I’m so proud of this 😭 I love Be a More Chill so much, it’s definitely on the list of shows I want to see live one day!
Came back to Tumblr to showcase a collection of (fan-made) QSMP Purgatory posters I did for a week
More to come for next 7 days 👁️🗨️
billford animatic i made to the song 'confrontation'! ^^
TW: EYESTRAIN
MANKIND IS DEAD OIL IS FUEL HELL IS FULL
proper portraits of my favorite girls, I’d love to add one of Sean and Daniel too and also as soon as I get to know Alex something of her too, especially because I’m sure I could experiment a lot with colors with her
(i post most of my art on ig as @/lif3.0n.mars)
Greattoothclan: Epilogue, pt1
(Like my third repost on the correct account, plus a disturbance filter to avoid being shadowbanned :(
To be continued…
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It is done (enough)!
I would hype it up more but this is really really simple. It randomly generates a set of symbols, colors, and a word, and then the expected thing to do with those is you draw some sort of character based off the result you get. So it's just an art challenge toy thingy.
There are also some practical features like you can lock parts of the result in place to rerandomize the rest, or hide parts of the generation you don't care about (like if you want to pick your own colors or hate the words being there)
You can try it out over on itch.io!
It should run in browser, but there's also a downloadable version for Windows if you want to use it offline. (No mac/linux versions for now, because I don't have appropriate computers to test those on and I...don't want to deal with mac's developer accounts or whatever their problem is...)
Here's something I made from one of the results I got for the sake of example:
(It's a bit of a rushed drawing sorry I just wanted to get the actual generator out there)
I hope everyone has fun with it :]
11/11/24 based on HayloftII by MotherMother 🔥
LOOK AT THEMMM
I LOVE THIS AHRKWNSLWNS
malfunctioning and going feral omg
TBB X EPIC - Pt. 1
Nothin' like combining two fixations into one.
Kid you not, after the Ithaca Saga was released, I couldn't listen to anything else until like a day ago. And even then what I listened to was other songs from other sagas.
Anywho! I've had this AU idea in my head for a while now (like sometime in November) and now that the whole musical has been officially released, I had the motivation to put the idea onto digital paper.
So, without further ado, here is the first bit of:
The Bad Batch!
Hunter -> Odysseus Omega -> Telemachus Echo -> Athena Tech -> Tiresias Wrecker -> Polites Crosshair -> Eurylochus NOT PICTURED: Batcher -> Argos
I tried to make the characters match up as much as possible, but some are more fitting than others. Don't think about it too much.
Pt. II - The Baddies Batch Pt. III - The Bad Guys All - Final Part
Individual doodles + lyrics under the cut!
Hunter as Odysseus for obvious reasons
He's the dad and the captain/sergeant of the group who'd do anything for his family
I'm sure we would've seen him go full Monster™️ just to get Omega back in S3 if the plot had called for it
His little headband can be a wreath :)
Sure he's not as cunning as og Odysseus but oh well
No idea who Astyanax would be though
Echo as Athena because I wasn't sure where to put him originally
For the longest time I thought about Fennec being Athena but then realized I didn't have Echo as any of the characters so I had him take her place instead
He helps out/trains Omega as Athena does for Telemachus - or should I say, she takes him under her wing?
Then I realized it somewhat fits because Echo is a strategist much like Athena
Wrecker as Polites because they're rays of sunshine who could do no wrong
It is hilarious to picture him singing Polites' part in the musical though because Steve's voice is so high and very much not what Wrecker's singing voice would sound like
That's literally it - I'm so sad that my favorite gets killed so early into the musical :(
Tech as Tiresias because he's all-knowing and not-so-good at seeing
Didn't know where else to place him
Fun fact! "No Longer You" is my favorite song from the entire musical
Crosshair as Eurylochus because of the falling out he has with Odysseus (i.e. Hunter) despite how close they are
Makes poor choices that they genuinely believe are justified
Value loyalty and transparency and when that's broken, so is the trust and relationship they have with the person who broke it
Like with Wrecker, it's funny picturing him singing Eurylochus' parts because Armando's voice is so deep
Omega as Telemachus for the obvious reason of being Hunter's kid so by default she gets the role
She's got Telemachus' passion and strength though - albeit if she's still naive and in need of a mentor
Batcher gets to be Argos too
SO! here it is! The roof comes off with the rafters attached; the floor for the 'ground' level is also removable--remember that this is designed to sit in about 3 inches of litter. The windows are inset so that after this is fired, I can cut and glue in little panes of stained glass.
Siblings
i am an advocate for comet joel bc it lets me flex my animation degree lmaoo. but look- my fave guy won!!! MASSIVE win for joel enjoyers
(hi, do me a solid and hit reblog- it would rlly help an artist out, ty!)
fanart of one of @eggnogo 's robots :3
link to og
Drowning
This had happened before, he thinks, in another life.
He was cold.
When he opened his eyes, it was to a dark sky—the only light the full moon hanging in the sky, but it was bright enough.
Bright enough to see that he was back on the godforsaken black heart altar, kneeling off center on the cursed thing, in a congealing pool of blood.
For some reason, the blood didn’t disappear like the body—Ren’s body—had.
He wished it had. It was a reminder of how badly he had fucked it up, how he hadn’t made it a clean kill—it probably hurt Ren, was probably why he hadn’t respawned yet.
He couldn’t bear to stand, walk through Dogwarts knowing that Ren might not be there anymore, he might’ve just ruined it all, all for a chance that this book Ren had found had the right idea—that summoning a blood god for help was their only hope.
The sun was just creeping over the horizon when he heard footsteps, but he didn’t look up—too afraid that the cold had gotten to him, that it was a hallucination—or perhaps it was someone coming to ask why he’d killed Ren, drag him off for the illegal move.
The hands that touched him were, if it was possible, even cooler than the air surrounding them, and it made him flinch, even as he allowed those hands to cup his face, guide him so that he was looking up, to meet the (red, blood red) eyes of Ren.
No, not Ren. The Red King.
“Arise, laddy, ye have done well.”
Martyn stared up at him, blinked disbelievingly, but when the shape didn’t waver, nor did the hands on him, he nodded, and clumsily rose, feeling his knees ache in protest at finally moving after hours of nothing.
As he stood though, he noticed the scar—a jagged, ugly thing, that would tell all who saw it that he had failed—this was a scar that showed clearly how it had come about, and Martyn opened his mouth to apologize—
But was swiftly silenced. “Shush, lad. Ye need not apologize for doing as ye were bid. But I’m afraid that the test isn’t over quite yet.”
Martyn blinked out of it, realizing how close they were, and fumbled at his scabbard, as if he thought he needed to defend himself—but the hands cupping his cheeks hadn’t strayed, feeling warmer by the minute.
His lungs burned, though. Maybe it came from staving off a panic attack, but he was going to power through it, be strong for Ren, who’d need it.
He couldn’t even think about it anymore when a sharp pain sliced through it, and it was clear what had happened, when Ren’s grip on his face tightened, before releasing, taking a step back.
“Now you shall make a terrible choice, Hand,” he announced, still in that weirdly formal tone. “Are ye with the Red King to the end, or do you take Dogwarts for yourself? Make your choice, lad. Make. Your. Choice.”
The slice on his cheek was dripping blood, mirroring the blood on Ren's claw, as his hand went to his sword’s hilt at the pain, but at Ren’s words, he paused.
His hands and mouth began working before he could, unbuckling his scabbard and dropping it on the ground as he spoke, words bubbling out breathlessly, seeming familiar in his mouth—
The buzzing in his ears hadn’t stopped either making it hard to hear himself even think, but it was okay, Ren was striding back up to him to cup his face again, his thumb rubbing at the cut on his cheek, his eyes nearly glowing as he kept eye contact, pulling back to lick at the blood on his thumb—
The burning feeling in his lungs wasn’t going away—why wasn’t it going away? His king was alive and whole in front of him, had accepted his fealty—he should be happy, why was it so hard to breathe?
He felt arms wrap around his waist—that couldn’t be right, Ren’s hands were on his face, what?—and they began dragging him away. (Martyn? Martyn—guys—) He fought against them, trying to get back to his king, who was fading away, like he never had been—
They breached the water, and Martyn began coughing up water as Jimmy smacked his back, and it was hard to hear him over the ringing in his ears, but he got the gist that he was worried, oddly enough.
“Cranky I got your kill?” Martyn managed to wheeze out, still feeling the sting of the water in his lungs, which made Jimmy squawk.
He could tell Jimmy was coming up on a rant, and he was happy for that—he could let it go in one ear out the other while he figured out how to make excuses, go find Scott.
He had to be sure he came back right.
