hey im roman. i mostly post in other places because i am a pornographer and a hyperfixation-sideblog-haver, other places you can find me on are:
@theelderscrotes, my twitter (NSFW; i dont post there anymore lmao)
@crudecore, my tumblr-compliant nsfw (updates regularly)
@theelderscrotes, my main tumblr (shitposts, reblogs)
@mentalismmaria, my archive of our own page (active)
@romaine, my furaffinity (NSFW, updates least reliably)
fandom sideblogs i have are:
@victoryroadburnout: pokemon fandom blog (active)
@relmyna-verenim: elder scrolls fandom blog (dormant)
@tarnished-doll : elden ring fandom blog (active)
@this-game-has-themes: oddworld fandom blog
adding back sketch/economy tier commissions for 25-35$ after some adjustments to their parameters
no backgrounds
no extra figure/detail fee with the caveat of a maximum of two characters and detail being up to interpretation
color is also an optional fixed fee up to my interpretation
interested? fill out my commission form and i'll get back to you asap. and check out my full commissions page for content guidelines and the rest of my order options
its also time for ritzy's summer flea collar, to keep my elderly neurotic princess from tearing her fur out as soon as she finds one(1) flea on her ass. these things, of course, cost money. and i don't have money. do you see where i'm going with this
pictured is my elderly neurotic princess, to seal the deal. consider.
hi can i get some more uuuuhhhh mudokon headcanons
i think the chameleon color change aspect of their skin from exoddus was like. retconned in the soulstorm canon, but regardless of that i do think that they slowly change color as they age and depending on various factors, such as environmental changes, health, stress, ect.
factory scrubs tend to be a uniform greenish hue from sharing a two-inch deep gene pool and experiencing very few changes from their isolated, utilitarian worker's lifestyle. this isn't that dissimilar from native tribes having their own unifying color/range of colors from shared genes and shared environment/experiences; the difference being that tribes develop their distinct looks over generations and can still shift naturally over time; scrubs are made to stay the same color unless ill (mentally or physically) as an indicator of their condition.
while theres actual science and demonstrative proof behind nuances in mudokon pigmentation, industrialists especially in earlier decades turned it into a sort of pseudo-science for 'assessing' the health and well being of slaves without actually having to communicate with them. this pseudo-science includes some grains of truth, such as bluish pigmentation being a depressive trait, and also a lot of jackshit nonsense, such as discerning temperament and affinity for different kinds of work based on benign markings. this has led to green pigmentation being bred into factory scrubs, under the assumption they're more genetically inclined towards manual labor
as blue coloring is a sign of major depression and other longstanding mental issues, its common to see bluish-hued crimps, especially in ornamental or escort roles. this has led to the development of artificial pigment injections intended to blot out or nullify the unwanted coloration, to... middling results. attempts to artificially change a mudokon's color often falls flat due to the shifting nature of their pigment, resulting in unwanted discoloration or 'veiny' markings from an inability to blend the substance into the skin. this has made naturally striking or fashionably colored muds all the more valuable.
how do scrubs view crimps, and vice versa? do they recognize one another as fellow mudokons or do they think one another are ugly?
i feel like, technically, advertisements and such using crimps - who are often objectified and sexualized despite being devoid of personal sexuality - would be in opposition of the blanket ban on all sexual suggestiveness that keeps scrubs 'undistracted'. however: capitalism (and especially fascist-leaning strains (COUGH america rn COUGH)) looooves putting huge amounts of subconscious sexual suggestiveness in advertising, as advertisement is in itself a fucked up kind of psychological science. so i feel like in some places but Not All places they would be showing ads and such that feature crimp spokesmuds/eye candy. and in that case i think scrubs would mostly idolize and envy the life of a 'domestic' (city-dwelling personal servant within the umbrella of what crimps signify) as a much easier, borderline luxurious life, not understanding yet that it is in some ways Much Worse. a few, however, would have the right idea that being a doll isn't the same as being a person.
crimps themselves however view scrubs as the most pitiful excuses for mudokons they've ever seen. somewhere between pity and contempt, domestic and ornamental muds tend to avoid factory and service worker muds whenever possible. they represent a much bleaker fate than they believe they themselves have.
overall i think all of the different 'kinds' of mudokons under industrial hypercapitalism are encouraged to be horribly racist to each other, simply because keeping them divided prevents them from standing together.
categorizations for mudokons, through the skewed perspective of industrialist society. a collaboration between me and @lair-of-the-white-worm
SCRUBS
Nicknames: Workforce (formal), Cattle (derogatory)
Scrubs are Mudokon workers that have been industrially bred for factory labour. Due to the artificial breeding process that is preformed on enslaved queens, Scrubs are usually inbred and suffer many deficiencies and mutations as a result, most commonly a lack of feathers. Scrubs are raised to never know of their mothers, nor their enslavement, and are forced into manual labour the moment they are capable of lifting.
A diet of processed foods, lack of vitamins, and horrible working conditions usually results in incredibly poor posture, joint pains, breathing problems, oral health issues, etcetera. Scrubs are fed propaganda to believe these health problems are entirely normal for their species. A Scrub's lifespan is approximately 40 years due to poor health and addictions to alcohol and nicotine products.
Scrubs are considered "rude and stupid" by Mudokons that grow up in more urban environments. Scrubs are mass-produced and typically undergo artificial de-sexing processes to ensure that they remain workers (i.e. won't immediately undergo drone development if exposed to sexuality) while under "employment". Scrubs make up an uncomfortable majority of the Mudokon population in midwest Mudos.
CRIMPS
Nicknames: Show-muds (offensive)
Crimps are Mudokon workers that have been cosmetically altered by Vykkers to be more aesthetically pleasing. Mostly found in the servitude of high-class industrial elites, Crimps are likely to be seen taking on the role of butlers, maids, or other forms of personal servant.
While Scrubs may undergo a de-sexing process, Crimps undergo complete chemical castration and are completely incapable of ever developing further. This castration process also ensures Crimps remain youthful and will never be able to develop beyond their worker physique, even if exposed directly to sexuality.
Due to Glukkons finding Mudokon pinky fingers and pinky toes unsightly, Crimps have them surgically removed to appear more kempt and clean to their masters and mistresses. They will also have their two remaining toes grafted together in order to fit their feet into more fashionable shoes, or simply to walk more elegantly.
Other plastic surgeries Crimps can be seen with are lip fillers, face-lifts, brow-lifts, chin augmentations, and boob jobs (Mudokon workers cannot grow breasts naturally unless they are future queens. As Crimps are completely castrated, any seen with breasts have had them applied surgically or chemically).
Crimps will commonly get their natural feathers plucked (if they have any) and undergo transplants to have a fuller, thicker, artificial head of unnaturally coloured feathers.
In more urban areas, modelling photos of Mudokon Crimps will be put on posters to serve as an example of what a "high class" Mudokon looks like.
CORRECTIVES
Nicknames: Rekties (informal)
Mudokon workers born in the wild and captured for enslavement are known as Correctives. Corrective workers are seen as feral, wild animals that need to be tamed and trained in order to serve, hence the necessity of 'Corrective Facilities' from which they get their name.
Correctives are captured during military Slig raids on Mudokon villages, from tribes that refuse to relocate or comply to industrial developments. Mudokon workers captured and sent to Corrective facilities seldom ever undergo any form of de-sexing. Also, due to being hatched in the wild naturally, Correctives are not born with pre-existing medical conditions, and only risk developing them overtime if exposed to harmful environments. These factors are advertised by the sales representatives of Corrective facilities. They do, however, undergo immense abuses such as whipping, branding, beating, and degradation in order to "correct" things such as their posture and attitude in order to appear more "proper". Their use of the Mudokon language, culture and traditions is beaten out of them.
It's commonplace for enslaved Mudokon queens to be sourced from these Corrective facilities, as the captured Mudokons are not de-sexed and are left intact. Due to this, female Correctives are highly desirable and go for a high price.
Correctives in these facilities are brainwashed into a distaste for the native Mudokon tribes and a warped hatred for Mudokon Scrubs in factory environments. Correctives that comply with orders will be forced into whipping and beating other Mudokon Correctives.
Despite the grueling process of "civilizing" Mudokon correctives, aside from the underground trade of developing Mudokon queens, purchasing a Corrective otherwise is seen purely as a status symbol. The sheer amount of resources that go into training a 'decent' servant from a corrective is often seen as a waste of moolah, with the advent of industrial queen programs. Very few Corrective Facilities still exist, as their products and services are seen as obsolete.
NATIVES
Nicknames: Bush-Muds (offensive/derogatory), wild (informal)
Native Mudokon workers in their natural environment are living in their element. In Mudokon tribes, workers serve as the main providers of all those within them. While Drones live to closely protect and breed with their Queen, the native Worker Mudokons act as farmers, fishermen, builders, shamans, and soldiers. In the wild, Mudokons live off a natural diet of fruits, vegetables, insects, fish, and occasionally Meep, though fruits make up the vast majority of their diet. They give the natives the nutrients they need to serve their tribes.
Mudokon worker feathers are naturally quite beautiful. While not as dense as Drone feathers or Queen feathers, native worker feathers are a sight to behold and even serve to accessorize various regalia that they wear during ceremonies. Queens/”female” Mudokons have dull grey feathers, while developing drones will have more vibrant feathers in order to put on displays for their queens.
Native Mudokons are very spiritual and connected with the land. They have immense respect for the world around them and live incredibly humbly, usually near rivers or dense forests depending on the tribe. Due to industrial development and oppression, most Mudokon tribes in the east and Midwest of Mudos live in hiding. In the wild, Mudokon workers can live up to 100 years (or longer if they choose to become a Shaman). Mudokon Workers that become Shamans take a vow of celibacy, and will not develop into drones or queens.
thinly veiled self-insert/expy character, mostly because i love doing the worldbuilding exercise of 'what the fuck would an erotic artist DO in this setting anyways'
in a world of full alien dick... is the weird dick artist actually vanilla (no he isnt. i would never make a vanilla character)
does Howler miss her old tribe? does she ever see them again?
there were only a couple other survivors/captures from the raid on their camp that got her, and she got to watch them all die off one by one in captivity by mistreatment/abuse/general culling practices. if they saw her now, they wouldn't recognize her, and they definitely wouldn't associate with her.
she came from a very small post-industrialism tribe that was still just barely scraping by in the wilderness actively trying to stay ahead of slavehunters. what was burnt to the ground that day was all they had of their own culture and customs, and howler herself was young enough that her memories of her former life are faded and warped.
