[BAD END]
That mask clings to your face and it all goes dark.
No longer human. No longer yourself.
Something else instead takes your place. Something dark, anonymous, deadly. Prowling for intruders and trespassers.
Just another machine~
YCH commish for @LeiLeiLatex over her OC turned into a soft fwoompy inflatable birdie! Give her hair a squeeze and look deep into those eyes.
Did I mention that Leila likes twinning? Oddly enough it's going to be one of *your* biggest interests too, if you keep staring.
Some personal art! Poor Anna's in denial... But she'll get over that soon.
Then she's gonna work on getting through that barrier, assuming her new sisters don't distract her too much.
Commission I did for @KoopsLoops , character is theirs.
Wanted to draw a piranha plant TF at some point, this was a pretty good opportunity to do so.
Higher res:
https://t.co/hp1o64iR5K
Scared of the Pink Cats roaming around? When you're addicted to the feeling of huge useless paws and exuding mind-melting pheromones, you'll fit in perfectly with the crowd. So why not stop running and join the fun, OwO?
Some personal art between comms and polls.
Poor Charlotte.... Sometimes, you're just not cut out for being the hero!
Sometimes, you're only destined to be yet another servant to evil, and a particularly... *Fragrant* one at that.
-Elo
Sorry, Aigis. People just don't like you as much these days! Just not interesting enough anymore, really.
So, it's been decided that you'll be converted into a squeaky shiny Ankha! You'll be rubberized in no time, don't worry. We're sure it'll be fun!
Commish for Solstice
-Elo
The rubber jacket around your now squishy smooth torso felt thick and stiff, audibly creaking with every movement you made. Tottering on rubbery legs, you look into the mirror and see Marnie grin back - silly to think you could be a champion.
Commish for Klaysee in 2020.
-Elo
There's a strange stink lingering around, inescapably corrupting and changing those that huff it.
Why don't you indulge in a sniff, just like Rem did? You could have a New Life, Cool Life, too!
Ah, family. Sometimes it's a wholesome self-sustaining bond. Other times it's a magical curse-incited experience wherein both parties are doomed to a mutually bizarre bad end, corrupted completely.
Don't let them catch you watching, or you might join the fun...
-Elo
Been doin' little projects to help my motivation, I've wanted to use my original file to redo this drawing better for a long time. Dedid nearly everything but some of the dark shading, and some of the outline. Might've been one of the first harpy things I drew.
Commission for Anonymous!
A shiny frog drone, dripping with sticky water from it's swimming and spewing green, hypnotic fog... why don't you come closer?~
Squishy thick rubbery soft cinderace paws that swell up beneath socks and shoes, shredding them to pieces.
It's only the first step on cinderace-ization. Maybe you should have tackled the raid with other players, instead of with the AI...
Trap Type: Foot Depravity.
This trap is non-lethal, and is pitfall style.
Victims must roll an agility check. On fail, they're dropped into a pit that is *filled* with used socks. Victim must roll a successful CON check for three turns. On 3rd success, they exit, safe.
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