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[natequarter]

a transmasc retelling of the eleventh hour would go hard. the doctor leaves behind this little girl and promises he will come back to her. he gets back to leadworth and a ginger man comes in and chains him to the radiator. amelia. little scottish girl. i said five minutes. i promised. what happened to her? what happened to amelia pond?

twelve years and four psychiatrists. they said you weren't real.

amelia pond is dead. rory's boyfriend, on the other hand, is alive and well.

[ascheaztexx]

Meet Frisbee (almost called Fizbee, may change later), my Digital Circus OC Design. I’ll be building her Lore more later but to summarise she’s a pre-K teacher who decided it was a good idea to play Digital Circus. She’s based off a Drag-Along Dog toy and the little bear with her is there to represent her unborn child… yes, she was pregnant when she was sucked into the circus… at least she has her… baby?? She gets along great with most but thinks Ragatha’s optimism could be dialed down, same with Jax’s… well… rude outbursts…? Her favourites of everyone in the circus is Flooble, loving how creative their appearance, and Kinger, just loving his company, even when he’s a bit out of it.

That’s all I got for now but hey ho!!

[ikeepmakingpicrewbastards]

TMA picrew

[ascheaztexx]

[Im currently only on MAG 36 Taken ill rn but my brain is rotting and making OCs help. since idk much about thw hole enteties thing ive made Lorcan Smithe, my new OC.]

Lorcan Smith is a Ex-Cop who had experienced (from what im aware) a Stanger Entity. He had been on a case when someone was found murdered in their home. there was no sign of break in, no sign of anyone being within the house par the woman [who ive named Clarisse Monroe] and a Statue in the Corner of the room... it wasn't at all out of place as the house was covered in Biblic things. Lorcan had hated the scene, his fear of puppets and dolls coming forth as puppets fell into that collum, His boss on the scene asked him to move the statue but he couldn't move... he could feel every eye in the room, human and not, watching him. He had fled from the scene and was suspended from work until he got his head straight.

over the next few weeks he had the same watched feeling he had at the crime scene, every statue he walked past seemed to watch him. About a week into his suspension he decided to remain home, getting deliveries for shopping. Lorcan began to have... dreams... He was running, at first he didn't know what from until he saw it... a statue... he was running from the one thing that had been haunting him for weeks... that *Damned* angel statue... it caught him in the end... it always caught him. He began refusing to sleep, not wanting to know how the dream truly ended as he always awoke after a grasp of the Angel's stone hand. It wasnt up until the 4th week in Suspension when he had a delivery from a company named Beekon & Hope [do keep in mind all i know is they are a delivery company that seems to pop up and deliver the worst of things]... it was a statue... an *angel* statue...Lorcan didn't leave his apartment, the statue remaining outside his door for a few days before his landlord forced him to take it inside. The Angel always stared at Lorcan from the end of the hall way, Lorcan became afraid to cross the arch of the hallway as to not be insight of the angel... he was then confined to the bedroom and the library he had converted from his walk in closet... by the end of the 5th week, Lorcan stepped out of his room to see the angel gone... where was it? he didn't care, it was gone. It took a week before Lorcan decided to try and go back to work and he seemed to continue his life as he had before.

About 3 months later Lorcan went on a walk. he had just discovered his Sister had died during child birth and he was to look after his new nephew. He was thinking about his future when he was it... an angel on the fountain, not the same angel luckily but still an Angel. Lorcan forced himself to calm down and venture home to look after his nephew. He had gone to sleep that night and that horrid dream returned but this time was different... he was running as normal, the angel caught him but... it continued... it turned him around and showed him its face... it was... him? The angel before him was stone, the a set of wings on its back and one over its face... yet thw wings contracted to see his own face... his own eyeless face... he awoke after about 5 minuites of staring... he seemed perfectly fine. It wasn't until about a month later when he had a dream of someone running away from him... it was confusing, he'd never had a dream like this before... he went to turn the person around to see if he recognised them but as if magic... they turned to stone as soon as they saw him...this was familliar but he couldn't place it. The face of the man in Lorcan's dream showed up at work, it was a murder... it was identical to the murder that had happened so long ago... the man was a great man who had covered his home in biblical angel artifacts... and an angel statue in the room... its eyes covered by a set of wings... a very familliar angel as if from a dream... this happened 3 times more before Lorcan decided to make a statement at the Magnus Institute which was later disregarded as the murders stopped, the dreams stopped.

About 6 years later, Lorcan had another dream... of a young boy... no... nonono... Lorcan forced his form to turn in his dream, turn away from the boy to cover his eyes with his hands and remain still. He refused to be the reason his nephew died. it was no use... young darling Leif Smithe had looked him in the eye after approaching Lorcan's Angelic statue in this dream... Leif had died during his school's journey to the church before christmas break. Another statement was made and Lorcan quit his job. He did his own research and handed it into the Institution, it wasn't until about 3 months later when he got a call from an Elias Bouchard asking him to work for the Archive, which he did.

He worked for the archive for 2 years before Jonathan Sims arrived.

[OKAYYY that took me morever and honestly i came up with it then and there so it may not make sense. if anyone can tell me if its good and makes sence or how to progress with it then that would be lovely, thank you!!]

[caligosatchel]

if you were an avatar, which do you think would call to you? what changes would you undergo (if the mood strikes you, i’d love to see a drawing). i did see the The End!Cali but i wasn’t sure if that was the one you’d choose

I am the End and the End is me

That's a joke but yeah it's The End always

All of this is pretty much the same as my regular sona so there's not much changes to his appearance. He maintains the Hot Mess™ look even into his avatar self, and his "undeadness" is a variable depending on how deep into the eldritch state he is. Is varies between Just Some Flamboyant But Malnourished Dude to the literal fucking Lich.

I imagine he likes to sit by people who are about to pass or just menacingly. Standing there. Just to add to the spook.

[fermentedrice]

[durgestarion] kissing the murder puppy 🐶