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BLOG IS CLOSED
This account is officially DEFUNCT!! I’m DONE with this blog and starting over. Follow my brand new account “Cecil and Ray” Things got ridiculous and complicated and just not fun anymore so I’m putting this version to rest permanently. I’m keeping all of my blogs online for archival’s sake and I really don’t want to delete my work for the past 5 years. Anyway, see you on the new blog! onto new adventure!
Hey who wants cheap commissions?
My computer broke, like full on dead, managed to save my data thank the Gods but for the time being I’m using a family computer but I really need to save for a new laptop, specifically $500 CAD should get me enough to buy the computer I’m looking for (combined with other money I’m saving up from other things)
Anyway I’m offering $10 CAD inked flat colour commissions, this includes anything from OCs, monster to even straight up nsfvv
$5 CAD falt colour inked for anything Oddworld and Chaotic related
Each additional character only costs an extra $1
This is my regular commission sheet, there are examples of my work there along with some of my paypal rules and some other specifics. If you want something with shading or a background talk to me we can work something out that’s cheaper then my normal prices
PM me on tumblr or email me at [email protected]
Please Reblog, Please Help, I don’t wanna e beg I wanna provide a service
Can someone gimme an update?!
Holy crap, I’m busy for a few weeks and the place blows up! I tried to scroll back to see where all these threads start and, no joke, chrome kept crashing because I kept running out of ram, and it’s simply too much for me to read it all. So if you could reblog this and add short recaps of what your characters are up to, so I can just keep track from there? That’d be great. (ο´･д･)> ! !
Fashion meme: Sei 2 - A
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Slightly related to the death asks but would you ever want Aprica to revive you again?
“My deaths already took a massive toll on me both mentally and physically. I’m sure I’d eventually just look like a walking corpse. But on the other hand, the odds aren’t really on my side right now so they might sentence me to an even worse fate. Either way, if I get hit by lightning tomorrow? I’d be completely and utterly screwed.”
Hey Cecil! What have you learned since your death (the one for which I revived you?) Also, was death frightening for you?
“I learned to appreciate life and really think about the choices I make while I’m still alive. There’s a lot of things I need to set straight before I go.”...“It’s the most terrifying and painful thing I’ve ever been through. I still have frequent nightmares.”
Besides Ray, who do you think would miss you the most if you were gone?
“That’s a good question... I’m not sure? Sei and Kirah see me as a brother, so they would be pretty torn up about it. Alf treats me as a son almost... There are so many people I love... I honestly don’t know. And it’s probably not fair to say that one would miss me more than the other.”
Have you ever taken someone’s life?
NOT ON PURPOSE! …*ahem* N-not on purpose… At my final day at the power plant, I- … Accidentally caused the main gas generator to explode. They say I got close to three hundred killed that night, at least, that’s what I heard on radio reports afterwards. Could be more, could be less, I just try not to think about it too often.
Are you afraid of dying?
“Right now? Yes… I became partners with a questionable deity. And while I’m not capable of dying easily right now, I can probably die if the damage is great enough… And I doubt the gatekeeper will go easy on me unless I lose Quizozo’s corrupted gift.”
[Moe] Do you think there’s life after death?
“I don’t need to think, I know there is. I haven’t been there completely, but when I was attacked by that wild scrab, I saw one of the gatekeepers of the afterlife. They’re the ones who decide you get to move on or not. I didn’t let her take me because I begged her not to.”
PSA Time!
Alaut’s been rebooted (yay!) But him killing Cecil still comes up quite often, (I mean, the fucker got torn to pieces and everyone was a part of the collaborative story at the time, it’s bound to come up!) so what I’m going to do is refer to the incident as a scrab attack with no further details, and won’t make any reference to the old character since I think it might be rather tasteless towards someone who wants to move on from that incarnation of the character. Okay, that’s all I have to say. Carry on, everybody!
What do you think is the worst possible way to die?
“I think it’s being poisoned. Most of the time you’re not even aware it happened since it’s usually an unseen killer. And from what I’ve seen and heard, it can take hours or even days of complete agony and confusion until it finally does you in. I’ll take a violent murder any day.”
Ask My Muse About Death
Send my muse one or a few of these questions (all of them related to death, life after death, etc. so please read with that warning in mind)
Have you ever come close to dying?
What do you think is the worst possible way to die?
Do you think there’s life after death?
If you were reborn as someone/something new, who or what would you want to be?
If you do believe in the afterlife, what kind of afterlife do you think awaits you?
Have you ever taken someone’s life?
Are you afraid of dying?
Do you ever wish you were immortal?
If you are immortal, do you ever wish you were mortal instead?
Name one (or a few) people in your life whose death would ruin you.
Who do you think would miss you most if you were gone?
Name one person you’d protect even if it meant sacrificing yourself.
If you had to choose a way to die, what would you choose?
Have you ever seen someone die (but you didn’t cause it)?
Has someone ever tried to severely hurt you?
Could you kill someone if it meant protecting yourself or someone else?
If you could meet someone who has died, who would it be?
Do you believe the dead ever come back to walk the earth?
Have you ever seen a ghost/spirit?
If you’ve ever had a near-death experience, describe what happened and what you saw/experienced.
BONUS: FOR UNDEAD/SPOOKY MUSES
How did you die?
What’s the last thing you remember before death?
Is the afterlife/undeath exactly as you pictured it to be?
What do you consider yourself (ghost, zombie, spirit, etc.)?
Do you wish you were alive and mortal again?
Was death frightening to you?
What have you learned since your death?
When you meet living people, are they afraid of you?
If you could be brought back to life, would you accept?
Did you return for a reason?
@aprica-mudokon (...) So there they sat, near to each other but facing away, and whilst staring at the sky, she wondered what the next few months would bring. She felt as if she had failed Cecil, even though there was nothing she could have done. One thing was for sure; the next few months were going to be emotionally challenging. Maybe, then, her task is not to bring back Jeanine’s spirit, but to help her friends and family cope with her death and find peace and acceptance. Maybe she hadn’t failed, after all, but her task had just manifested itself now.
This was reason he wanted to be left alone. His temper after suffering any type of loss or misfortune always made things worse. Aprica’s silence only added to the dread he was feeling. “I’m sorry...” He said softly as he turned to face her. “I know you mean well. I just-” Tears gather as he tries his best to find a justification for his anger, but he knew there wasn’t one. “Nevermind...” Looking over to the cabin, the little herb garden she had started was in disrepair. “Sure is a sad sight, isn’t it? Jeanine always wanted her own little herbal garden for teas and potions. But she was called away from it so often... I’m far from a gardener, but it always annoyed me that I couldn’t keep it alive while she was gone. Hmph, she’d always come home to wilted plants... I either didn’t water them enough, or far too much.” A sad smile crept on his face as he shook his head at his own inadequacy.
You're a real ass, you know that? Your friend was just trying to help you, and you spit in her face like that?! What is wrong with you?
“… Get lost."
@aprica-mudokon She glanced at Cecil, but turned away quickly and hugged her knees, closing her eyes tight. “…I’m…sorry…” she stammered hesitantly, “I…saw her in a dream…and I had this…dream…and about awful feeling that…something was..” she couldn’t bring herself to finish her sentence. She just felt so incredibly devastated, as well as guilty and slightly helpless.
Cecil looked up when Aprica mentioned a dream she had. She seemed to have a sixth sense about death. It also struck him how subdued her reaction was. Not wanting to upset her further, but wanting to get it all out at once, he closes his eyes and tries to work through the voice cracks to explain what happened… “She was on a mission. She- eh… Fell off a high walkway and- Well, she seemed fine after the fall, but…” Needing a second to clear his throat he feels his heart beat in his throat. “A big vessel broke… She tried sleeping if off, but- She. She never woke up. By the time Bruno wanted to wake her up, she was already gone… Even he couldn’t save her.” The words felt like ashes in his mouth. Having to retell the death of his soulmate left Cecil feeling sick to his stomach. “The mission she was on was to save Ray… He was taken, along with the other kids, and he got shot in the leg. At least he got to see his mom for a few hours until…” His voice trailed off as he stared at Jeanine’s former engagement ring on his finger.
Without knowing it, Aprica just stared blankly at Cecil, processing all the information in her head. Jeanine was more often than not on her many missions with Jaybee; she knew that much when she was with Ryan, and even more so with Bruno. But despite her young age, Jeanine seemed to be incredibly skilled at her crafts, which made her death even more of a shock.
Aprica snapped out of her trance when Cecil mentioned Bruno. Her heart stopped for several moments, making her feel incredibly nauseous. If Jeanine, a powerful and extremely strong mudokon queen could suffer an accidental death, what’s to stop Bruno from suffering the same fate? The news of Ray being involved in a mission knocked her sick all the more, but she couldn’t stop thinking about Bruno…and if he never returned home.
Still sitting down, she straightened out her clothes to cover her legs and she held her face in her hands. Poor little Ray, poor Bruno, poor Cecil, hell, poor everyone. Everyone in the village will be affected by this loss and there will be an overpowering sense of mourning and grief. Aprica decided that, instead of bringing up Bruno and causing more worry, the least she could do for Cecil is a spirit releasing memorial ritual.
“Hey…” she said quietly, gently placing her hand on his shoulder, but staying at arms distance to give him space, “…I’m so sorry Cecil. Truly, I am. There is…one last thing I can do for Jeanine…if you’d like…it is very much like…a memorial…” she stated, bit wanting to overwhelm him with information, but wanting to give him the chance to celebrate her life as best he can.
Watching her coming to the realization what had happened was painful to watch. One could easily tell Aprica’s mind was firing from all cylinders to make sense of it all. Even if he couldn’t pinpoint any particular thought, Cecil could tell her thoughts were already wandering further away. He decided to let her be for a little while. Interrupting the process would only end up making everything more confusing. Best to let her come to her own conclusions… Cecil raised a brow at the suggestion. He’d been confronted with death, hell, he had died numerous times himself, but never had heard of the kind of thing Aprica was talking about. “I’m not sure what you mean. Anytime someone- Died… It just had to pass. What’s this memorial thing?”
Aprica finally brought herself to look fully at Cecil without crying. Bringing up a memorial this early into the grieving process was risky, it could potentially be seen as rushing the process of healing and grief, but she hoped Cecil would be able to see the good in a memorial.
“The tradition of a memorial has been long forgotten, with the arrival of resurrection totems…and necromancer shamans…” Aprica said, somewhat ashamed to call herself a necromancer whilst letting this tragedy happen, despite there being nothing she could have done.
“A memorial allows everyone to celebrate the life of the spirit, by bringing offerings of food, clothes and other objects that the spirit liked in life. The offering of their favourite things also acts like aid, giving them their favourite items to aid them in the Afterlife. For example, if Jeanine liked Oddberries, it would be a good idea to bring along lots of oddberries. Or if she liked a certain flower, planting them around a memorial spot is a brilliant way of remembering her and the things that made her happy. It also allows a spirit to visit loved ones through a "veil”; if she ever decides to visit you or little Ray, you would meet at the memorial spot, for that is where all her offerings are. It’s like Jeanine having her own special place in the village forever, and anyone can place offerings and remember her as often as they like.
“As for the memorial place itself, it’s more like a garden of remembrance, rather than a grave. Some folk find a large stone with the name and details of their loved one daunting and upsetting, whereas a garden is beautiful, colourful and peaceful…I think Jeanine would live a garden of her own.” Aprica kept quiet for several moments, allowing Cecil to process what she has just told him, and allow him to make up his mind about how he would like to remember Jeanine.
He knew Aprica had the best intentions, and some of her ideas did seem appealing in some way, but the fact that she addressed Jeanine as a spirit that could come and visit did upset him deeply. “She’s not a spirit...” He stated through gritted teeth, trying to keep his temper down, but it was no use. The idea of his beloved still being tied to the realm of the living one way or another, not having been able to fully transition and thus being stuck between planes like he was, like Aprica was, seemed like a fate worse than the death itself. “If there still was a spirit lingering, Bruno would have known. If there was any possibility of her being able to communicate with the living, she would have shown herself by now! How dare you to imply that she’s a wandering ghost?!” Cecil’s heart palpitated and his breathing got shallow as his outburst squeezed the little energy he had out of his system. “She wasn’t like us. Jeanine wasn’t suspended between life and death like we were. She was a pure soul, there’s no way she would be punished like I was,and she wasn’t an anomaly like you were. The door is closed for us, and the only way to see her again is by crossing over ourselves...”
After his tirade calmed down, Cecil took a while to catch his breath. “Look, I’m all for remembering her... But there’s nothing we can do for her from here. And the faster we accept that, the easier it will be to move on...”
What are you going to do now that your wife is gone?
“I don’t know... I’m gonna give it my all to raise Ray and Isabelle the best way I can, try to reopen the shop in time. But one thing I’m really going to devote time to right now is my religion. I don’t fully know where we go after we die, but wherever Jeanine might be right now? I need to make sure that I can follow...”
