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my first ever artfight attacks!
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my twst oc based of turbo from wreck it Ralph. Shes a blast cycle racer
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young Alistor moongrove
My art persona
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nova moongrove
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Regarding requesting older Series
I've said I don't mind requests for older content that I've not yet covered. This will absolutely remain true as I understand that it's useful to have everything you want to find in one place.
Having said that, requests that ask for entire series do take a lot of time and effort, and while I want to keep doing those, I want to ask you guys for two things:
Please check out Alchemivich's archive first. They have this masterlist up that may already include what you're looking for. They were active until somewhere before Lilia's platinum jacket birthday You can absolutely ask for supplementary assets on anything that's in their archive if you feel like you're missing something!
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If you do ask for whole series, try to specify what level of detail would be enough for you. It would help me shave off time if I know what poses of expressions you need. If you don't specify these I will probably not do as many pose/expression combination out there like I sometimes do for new content.
I will also be moving all base game requested assets to a different drive somewhere in the future, to make more space for new content when I have the time~ Thank you!!!
Chapter 2
tw: mentions of attacking and getting hurt, murder, blood the birth of vengeance
You never thought life would be like this. Living with a father full of rage and pain. Yeah perks of shaking the hand of that man. You could now sense the sins of man. The are other things you can do too. Like removing your skin of yourself leaving only bone. Fire doesn’t burn anymore which is nice. You guess but you don’t know what to do now. Living with your father has been uneventful. You go to a better school sure but life in the manor is odd.
you have siblings if you can even call them that. There’s dick but he’s fake you can tell the his words are to sickly sweet. How can’t even look you in the eye when talks. How he speaks of great promises he’ll never follow. You learn not to hope around dick cause it will just leave you with disappointment. There’s Jason he was a good brother at first he hung around, played with you, treated you as a brother should then he died, and you mourned just like you mourned your mother. Then he came back, but different. The sweet brother you once knew was reduced to rage filled body. It’s even worse with how your powers react around him giving you a bad headache and a tenseness you can’t shake. Like you know he wasn’t suppose to come back. Tim, well you have nothing to say about Tim. He acts like your father. Distant focusing more on work than anything else. You don’t try with time anymore. You did once but was met with silence and snapping. Damien, he’s cruel. Very cruel. Even though he’s just a child his words leave wounds to your heart. He insults you, your late mother, your existence. He attacked only once. The first week he came. He deemed you too weak and tried to either take you out or show you your place was beneath him. He slashed at you with a knife splitting open your cheek. You punched him in the face after that. Dick scolded you for punching Damien, but you didn’t care. You learned not to care anymore around them.
when you first went out the manor as Derial. It was nice. Being away from the manor and it was the night of your first kill. The person was a simple mugger. You didn’t mean to take his life but when you saw that women’s face and the sin oozing of the man you reacted. Human skulls are fragile, especially when a rock bashes it in. His blood on your hands and his body on the ground. The ladies screaming in your ears distant. It took 3 minutes before things calmed down. The lady crying softly, the man’s head still seeping blood. You turned the head toward the lady her cries growing louder. “I’m sorry..” you said to her. Her breath hitching as she stared at you with wide eyes. “I’m so sorry miss. I didn’t… you were in danger … I… I’m so sorry you saw me do that.” You said softly. The lady stared at you still crying, then spoke. “What are you?” She asked seeming to calm down slightly, seeing how I wasn’t making any moves to attack her. “I don’t myself miss.” You said looking at the ground. The lady was quiet, then looked at the corpse of the man on the ground. Then back to you. She gather herself. Gave you a thank you then walked off. After that day. Things changed for you drastically.
(to be continued)
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bad memory
fog.
That can best describe my memories. Or is it blankness that can best describe it?
Memories that are there but can't be recalled.
Trapped so far back in my mind where I can't reach. The happy ones generally.
I guess my mind won't let me forget the negative memories. Oh no.
No no no.
I couldnt forget those, they "build" me?
But why? Why do I have to dig so hard in my brain for good memories that same blank or foggy.
Why is it only when I grieve or feel sad and nostalgic. That's when the good ones come. Why can't you always be their? Why do you make me believe I can't remember anything? If its not negative?
I worry is sadness all that I'll dwell on?
Do I have to force myself to remember happy memories to even be happy?
I .... Just want to remember everything. Even the most painful of memories.
I want my mind to make sense.
Why doesn't it make sense?
I hated you.
You my younger self.
Who did nothing but caused me trouble.
I hated your face that was my own.
I hated your interest that no one seemed to understand.
Why couldnt you be fucking normal? Why couldn't I be normal?
You did nothing but cause me trouble.
I wanted friends. I wanted to be talked to I wanted to gush about my art, my heart my interest. But you. You pushed people away.
With your weirdness, with your crying with your fucking looks.
walking stick.
Bean pole.
Ghost.
Demon girl.
I was nothing. I was invisblible, ignorable.
All because you were a whiny, attention seeking child!
For a long time I thought that way. I hated what part of my life you represented I wanted to be perfect. But I'm not.
I guess you learn as you grow older. I was a child. I made mistakes and I hated myself because of them. I was lonely. I was bullied because I didnt fit their mold.
But now I embrace it.
I'll embrace all the pain and heartache of my past and say I love you. Cause that's all I wanted.
I'm sorry little me. I'm sorry your brain and heart was crushed and ripped apart by cruel words and actions.
I'm sorry I blamed you for so long.
You were just a child.
I was just a child.
All I wanted was a friend.
This body may not be you, but it is yours. Even if temporarily. So take good care of it.
Connection
I always felt connected.
I felt that i was many things, still do.
Am i a doll? To be used and used till i break and no one wants to use me any more?
Am i sea creature? To swim in polluted waters, and deal with ignorance?
Am i a mutt? To forever angry for how i was treated due to how i look and my parentage?
Am i a unicorn? Too stuck in a world were uniqueness is weird and abnormal?
Am i a dragon? With a mouth so rude and mean but unintentional, forever worrying about how i talk?
Am i a monster? To forever be looked at as weird and unusual?
Connection what a wonderful and scary thing.
I am a shifter, deep down in my heart. Although i am stuck in my disgusting human body. My spirt is not, for it is still connected.
I am still connected.