“And you would still linger”
Indie Garry from RPG Horror Game Ib
Penned by Silver
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@forgottcnportrait
“And you would still linger”
Indie Garry from RPG Horror Game Ib
Penned by Silver
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@forgottcnportrait :
❝ How cruel. ❞
❝ Surely you meant ' kiss ' him. ❞
"I rather hug a blue doll then do that."
Okay he's lying he would punt one if they came to them but not that the other needed to know that.
hello hello, this is an independent, selective and private fabricated!garry of ib, written since 2013. this is a low to moderate activity blog. if you'd like to interact with him please give this a like or reblog !
drawing ib art in 2024 because i want to
a sight that blackens in 0.1 seconds (what's with you?) - Red out, Kenshi Yonezu
Hiiiii Garry from rpg indie horror Ib <3
. ———— υѕυвιιвαяα
¸ . • 🌹 ♭ • The fear never abated - only sank into her skin like hands pulling at her - she didn't recall why she felt so scared - all she knew is her body felt like it was locking up. With a glance around - she realised the sounds of voices had faded - even the shuffle of feet and outside birds couldn't be heard. Why?
⎸ι'm . . ? ⎸
Even her voice hardly escaped her she realised as she was going to call out looking for an adult as her mother had often instructed. Something felt wrong - but she didn't know yet why..
He was running down the hall.His fabricated heart hammered in his chest as he slowed down needing to catch his breath.He looked around raking his mind on where he was at.The layout of the world always changes but key parts stay the same.This area is usually where they wind up....Looking around his body tensed up freezing when he happened to notice her.
"It's you.......how?"
How did she end up here again?Why would she come back?Is she even real?He was lost in his own head trying to rack up what he was witnessing. She still looked the same as the day he let her go on without him...There was times the gallery tried to break him with false illusions of her and a few other's.Was this another trick?..To throw him off the trail on finding the real human lost in...He can't tell.He was afraid to find out... He found himself backing up away from her.
"You can't be here.."
came by the @forgottcnportrait once again
. ———— υѕυвιιвαяα
¸ . • 🌹 ♭ • She didn't know. Why was it always this painting that brought her to the gallery time and time again. Her parents though curious in her interest in art was unsure what she gained out of coming here empty handed time and time again. She felt like she was looking for something herself - but she could never figure out what.
So once more without any answer provided by the still painting that hung ordinarily like the others - she went to the second place she felt fear - the messily coloured Fabricated World - other children seemed to show interest in it she found when they passed by bored with their families - but here she was standing a few paces away from it.. Like there was a fear of being sucked in.
Digits lightly skimming the walls of the galley as he walked down the hall.Taking note of the ridges and gooves of the wall,grounding himself with the sensation.Trying to distract himself from the whispering voices that prod and poke at his head.They were ever present,muttering in his ear how he could easily escape this hell hole if he merely takes someone else's place.How denying in fulling becoming apart of the gallery would only lead to his destruction.He would forever remain bound as the forgotten man. Shoving the voices aside not bothering in providing a response he paused.There felt a breeze blowing by that brought his attention.Hearing the chattering of the voices around grow louder his heart sank.A realization hit his frame as he soon found himself running down the hall. The gallery lights flickered indicating the start of the true gallery awakening up.A merge between the real and fabricated worlds was happening and a poor soul was going to be snatched.
"Nononono-Damn it."
He cursed bolting down the staircase.This was always the hard part,finding and protecting the humans who wandered pasted the lines of reality.A game of cat and mouse the gallery played,he can only pray he finds them before the other's claim another soul for their gallery.
If the rose wilts, so too will you rot away
Ib & Garry ; Ib ☆ Good Smile Arts Shanghai
Ib gif i had to make for class !! i put a genuinely absurd amount of hours into this for ONLY a walk cycle (i have animated like. close to never.) and its kind wonky but again... i put way too much time into this to keep it all to myself..
also not sure how well this will post as i have no idea how to optimize the gif to have it look good- but not be disgustingly large file.. but i tried T_T
-gets a pc- -GETS A IB DESK MAT-
:))) hi i remembered my login still alil bummed i wasnt able to get the lil goodsmiles figure that was on preorder
garry <3
FINALLY GOT AROUND TO PLAYING THE IB REMAKE THANK U JANUAR I LOVE U !!!! anyway here are the sillies
drawing ib art in 2024 because i want to
Ending Unlocked: Distortion World (Pokemon Au)
For this I like the Idea that the Fabricated World is in fact the distortion world that Giratina manages.By some crack/rift that happened eons ago due to perhaps Gira facing off the creation trio it sucks in unexpecting trainers into this world.Because this mirror world follows no logic it shaped iteself after the real gallery and is why the artwork here have distorted and become alive/hostile.Because I follow the forgottcn portrait end i still settle with garry’s death making him a bound spirit unable to leave but guides the fallen trainers out the rift to the real world.
His team is still a wip but I imagine so far he has a Roseade,chandelure,espurr,and a Banette