"The summoning of a demon had occurred. They were lucky enough to bind the beast down in chains, but it cost the lives of 60 men. After 220 years of inactivity, it's only a matter of time until it wreaks havoc once again."
This artwork idea had been on my mind for quite some time. This turned out better than I thought. I'm currently working on an AU origin story for A-60 and the other entities. For my AU of A-60, he's the same entity for both Roblox DOORs and Interminable Rooms.
The orbs are entities from Interminable Rooms! (L to R: A-300, A-350, A-150, A-200).
A-300, A-350, A-150 : Zvardin (Roblox - Interminable Rooms)
A-60 & A-200 : nicorocks5555 (Roblox - Rooms)
A-60 AU character Model : Mine!
App used : Procreate
And...It's probably a good idea to not share coffee with the other entities. Who knows what will happen...! 😂
I made this artwork back when I was still new to the fanbase!
Inspired from a small fanfic I wrote, Noah shows A-150 how to use a coffee machine. Noah's character design hasn't had any major changes, except for his jacket, now currently wrapped around his waist. A-150's design has been very consistent.
This is a fanfic that I've worked on while studying at uni last year. This story is about A-150 convincing A-60 to draw a picture.
The Interminable Office building was silent as usual, except for the aimlessly roaming entities that are habiting the whole place in the pure darkness with not a light source to be seen, except for the colourful auras that each entity possesses.
A-60 came to visit his friends as a surprise visit, according to how A-15 interpreted it when he first saw A-60 at the lobby. A-60 does like to be around A-90 and A-120 at The Rooms, along with the other entities at the Lightning Hotel, but sometimes he feels like he has the urge to go for his full potential when he has the chance.
Right now, this was his opportunity to reach that full potential.
Well, sort of?
“So, who’s getting the human first?” A-60 mumbled first, leaning against the doorway of A-060. X-60 was standing just behind the other, who called out instantly, “I’m going first!!” As he walked over confidently, “I’m twice as fast as you!!”
“No way! I’m going first!”
“What’s your reason?”
A-60 and X-60 were both battling it out against each other to try and figure out who was going to go first. Like Rush and Ambush at the Hotel, both entities also express the type of love and hate sibling relationship - hence the two variants being considered as ‘twins’. In the end, out of all the fighting and to not get into trouble by A-350, the two decided to take it on for a simple rock, paper, scissors round.
“Rock, paper, scissors!”
Both entities called out at the same time. A-60 did paper while X-60 did rock. They both stared at each other, while A-60 made a big grin, not showing his teeth, while X-60 just groaned and blurted, “Best two out of-...”
“Nope!”
A-60 interrupted while expressing his signature grin, as he backed away from the other and then stood underneath the doorway, placing both of his lower arms onto the sides of the doorway, after removing his jacket and wrapping the sleeves around his waist. He knows that he is quite fast, reaching almost up to seven rooms in a second.
“Aww come on!! No fair!” X-60 whined like a little kid, while A-60 made a quick laugh before falling silent. He likes to change up his strategies a-lot when it came to chasing down humans, but he likes the strategy of staying almost silent and try not to make as much noise as he can.
A-60’s cherry red aura came into view, almost like he was engulfed in flames.
“You’ll get your turn eventually!” A-60 called out, just as he let go of the door frame, and proceeded to run. His speed heading to the highest within almost a second. As he started to sprint, a sudden force pushed X-60 back a bit - catching himself from falling. His waist-length golden yellow hair now becoming somewhat messy. He sighed as he watched A-60 vanish into the upcoming rooms.
“What a show off.”
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“Wow! I forgot what this feeling was like...!”
A-60 started to think as he raced down each upcoming room. He was so fast that he wasn’t keeping up with what room he was coming to. It was all becoming a blur to him. His aura was acting like the tail of a comet, as the aura was leaving a bright fiery tail behind him. Red on the outer edges, blending into orange, bright yellow and then white glowing all around his body.
“The intense speed and the freedom to get to our limits and beyond!”
At this point, he had forgot where he was since he was caught up with his thoughts. He forgot that he was actually hunting intruders down that dared to wonder their territory. He was just happy to be back to hang out with his former friends / colleagues. He came back to reality as he quickly started to skid to a sudden stop. The speed that he was going, it wasn’t going to stop him from slowing down.
“AH! Slow down!!” He gasped to himself. In the end, he crashed into the closed door in-front of him, landing with both of his reddish claws, making the wooden door slam open, hitting the wall.
“Oops! I must’ve over shot that by…” 60 paused as he looked back at the previous rooms behind him, but all that he could see was darkness, “Possibly 20 or so rooms?” he glanced above the door to see which room he had stopped close to, seeing a somewhat bronze plating with the label reading ‘A-155’.
“Yup! I went too far.” 60 sighed as he was about to turn back to get back to his ‘twin’, but a strange sound caught his attention in the next dark room. Staying silent, he slowly started to recognise the sounds of someone, or something, scribbling on a solid surface. The sound sounded satisfying, but annoying to listen to, and A-60 was curious about where the sound was coming from.
He proceeded into room A-155, slowly opening the door as he entered into another dark room. He kept his fiery aura activated so the whole room was lit up by the red glow. Nothing seemed to be too out of the ordinary. Just a simple room with a few lockers spread along the walls of the room, two big pillars somewhat near the centre, a small wooden corner desk with a piece of paper on the surface…
Wait…
“What’s a piece of paper doing here?” 60 mumbled to himself as he came over to have a closer look, seeing a picture of a scribbly face used with a black marker, the marker resting close by, “Who’s drawing is this-…”
“HEY! THAT’S MINE!”
60 jumped, dropping the paper back onto the table, as the paper shined a bright cyan glow, just as a larger scribbly face levitated from the paper’s surface. 60 stumbled back, bumping into the pillar behind him, just as the large scribbly face entity glanced over at him. 60 was ready to fight, but something was making him unsure - making him attempt to rethink what’s going on.
“My drawing!!” The scribbly face squealed as it leaped towards 60 while making an unearthly squeal. A-60 quickly dodged the entity and collapsed onto the ground on his back, then did a back roll, landing on both of his feet as he stood up fast again. The never-ending sounds of the scribbling were becoming more insane to listen to.
“Sorry!! I didn’t know it was yours!!” He gasped and called out quickly. The scribbly face stopped moving, looking confused as its left eye narrowed a bit, being confused.
“Wait a second?!” the glowing scribbly face gasped, as A-60 froze on the spot, “Uncle A-60?!” The scribbly face gasped, sounded like a young human child.
“Yes 150. It’s me…!” A-60 sighed in relief that the other entity recognised him before anything else got worse. He still wonders why 150 calls him uncle, despite not being related. He actually doesn’t mind being called uncle by the younger entity, but was just generally curious.
“YEEE!! UNCLE A-60!!!” The scribbly face squealed as it quickly formed into a small sphere and reformed into an appearance of a form of a young girl. 60 could see that the small entity had only a light ocean blue t-shirt, tiny pure white belt sitting on their waist, and dark blue baggy pants. Their ‘skin’ was a bright cyan, with their eyes being two small white dots. A-60 immediately recognised the small entity as A-150, and A-60 was wondering how long he hasn’t been in this place for.
A long time, from the sounds of it…
“Ey! 150! How are you doing?!” A-60 cheered with his signature smile, as A-150 flew over to A-60, hugging him along with enough force to knock 60 backwards onto the carpet with a thud and 150 giggling happily. 60 caught up too with the laughter, sounded deep and mature, as 150 hopped on top of the other’s chest.
“I like your form!” 150 squealed, as she hopped up and down a few times on his dirty burgundy sleeveless vest.
When A-150 uses her monster form, she transforms that doesn’t use a lot of her energy. In this case, a child-like human-hybrid formation being the best solution. She does have other forms; like her monster form, and another one that is similar to the one that she’s in, but as a young adult figure.
“You do?” 60 gasped, acting surprised, as 150 flew upwards as 60 sat up on the carpet, not bothering to get back up again. 150 nodded fast with a big smile as she flew just behind 60’s head. He stayed perfectly still as he would’ve guessed that 150 was going to inspect his long hair and the horn that was just on his left, close to the top of his head. He could feel 150 tapping the horn a few times, along with making an “Ooooh!!” sound in response.
150 is incredibly fascinated by the other entities’ formations, but she really likes A-60’s form the most, but he wasn’t sure why the small entity does.
60 didn’t suspect much, feeling his hair being rustled around from 150’s small hands while giggling, until he heard 150 cheerfully blurting out, “I want to show you something cool!!”
“Oh…?” A-60 gasped, now sounding intrigued, “What do you want to show me?”
“Over here!”
“Ok-…AH!”
60 yelped as 150 pulled him across the room, gripping both of her small hands onto 60’s massive right claw, pulling him towards one of the grey lockers. 60 never realised that 150 was that strong, even getting him back up onto his feet too. 150 stopped the other before she flew behind the locker - her bright blue glow was moving around left and right as the small entity moved.
She then reappeared out from behind the locker, giggling more than ever along expressing her big smile, as she is now holding a pile of paper in her arms. From the glow behind the papers, the drawings can easily be seen.
“What’s this?” 60 curiously asked, as his fiery eyes widened a bit with curiosity, pressing both of his claws onto his hips. 150 looked like they were struggling to keep the papers in her small arms, “My recent drawings I made!” Just before she lost her grip and the papers flew everywhere in the small area.
“Oops!” 150 giggled. 60 smiled back at the small entity as they both sat down onto the carpet to take a look at the papers that had fallen. 60 figured that each paper had a different drawing each, especially of objects and items that he’s never seen before.
“A flashlight? A backpack?” 60 paused as he picked up another drawing, “A human-…”
“Yup! They were also wearing a cosy red beanie!” 150 interrupted as she flew back behind the same grey locker and then reappeared holding a red beanie that was about 2 times bigger than her, “W-When it gets cold, I use this to stay warm! Look!” She opened the beanie and hopped in, acting like a big sleeping bag. A-60 never thought that the small entity could be so adorable. He started to think that this is the first entity in the Interminable Office that expresses adorable child-like behaviour.
“Wow!” 60 gasped, but the realisation came to him, “Wait! How did you get the beanie?”
“Hehehe!! I took it when the human wasn’t looking!” 150 giggled, earning sudden laughter coming from the tall red entity. She too started to giggle while she turned the beanie around to make it fall onto her head, but since the beanie was too big for her, it fell and covered her whole body, except for her pale cyan shoes. A-60 managed to calm down, and managed to speak again, “Wow! You’re sneaky!”
He paused when he saw 150 shuffling around in the red beanie, before her small light cyan head peaked out from below. After the moments of 150 squealing the phrase “my beanie!” For what felt like a minute or two, she asked 60, “Are you good at drawing?”
Drawing was something that 60 isn’t good at. He couldn’t figure out how to draw, even drawing the most simple object. He was about to say no, but instead he replied, “Eh…Sort of?”
“YEE!! Wait right here!!” 150 squealed as she, once again, went behind the same grey locker. 60 was wondering what he’s gotten himself into. This time, she reappeared with a small pencil case that had a bright cyan star on it along with 150’s name in front, “A-350 gave me this pencil case that he wasn’t using anymore. This is where I now store my markers and colour pencils!”
She opened up the pencil case, unzipping the zipper fast, opening it up to show the messy content of different colour markers and grey lead pencils. A marker or two fell out, landing on the carpet below. 60 blinked for a second before 150 brought the case close and continued, “Pick a colour from the markers!”
As she gave the pencil case to the tall entity as she went to get a few clean pieces of paper. The pencil case looked so small compared to his palm. 60 went for his signature colour, red - possibly the closest to his signature burgundy red hue. 150 saw the chosen marker and confidently said, “Red! Good choice!” As she spun a piece of paper in front of 60, “Now! Draw!”
“Uh…J-Just draw?”
150 nodded. Her smile never stood down her response.
“Ok…!” 60 obeyed the small entity, now hoping that X-60 doesn’t walk in on the two drawing pictures together. That’ll be awkward and embarrassing. Doing this for A-150, he took the opportunity as he started to draw on the paper, without trying to pierce the paper with his sharp claws. He planned to draw the first thing that came to his mind. He wasn’t sure what to draw, let alone drawing people.
Well…except for two that he can remember well…
“So, what are you planning on drawing?” 150 asked curiously, appearing behind 60 while resting both of her small light cyan humanoid hands on A-60’s massive boney right shoulder. He replied, “I’m drawing two friends that had previously visited this place.”
“Oooh!” 150 gasped while shaking her left hand up high in the air, “Is it the A-120 from that other place?”
“Yup!” 60 nodded. There’s another A-120 that wanders around the Interminable Office from room A-120 onwards, but 60 is going to draw the one who resides in the Rooms Office.
“And A-80?!”
“A-90.” 60 corrected the small entity, spinning the marker in his claw, as if he’s a professional at drawing, but then the marker fell from his claw, landing on the carpet, “Oops!”
“Hehehe!!” 150 giggled back like a young kid from 60’s failed attempt to spin the marker in his claw, as 60 carefully picked up the marker and got to work on the toughest task ever assigned.
