I'D DO A MUCH BETTER JOB THAN THAT POSSIBLY-[redacted for spoilers even though that game is old]- PILE OF SCRAP METAL. MAINLY BECAUSE I WOULDN'T KILL YOU. SPECIFICALLY YOU. MAYBE.
Decided to make more thorough informational post here which will be the new pinned post for the sake of easier access to info about us! The mood checker has also been moved here.
Current Smoochins Mood: Happy
Currently affecting mood:
Something changed. I dunno what, but I feel better than ever!!!
Current Cheshire Mood: Happy
Currently affecting mood:
Got some love, hahaha! Never been happier, man.
Current Mandirael Mood: Happy
Currently affecting mood:
Blair. Good friend. Best!
Current Bluetie Mood: Happy
Currently affecting mood:
Mother! Mother with Winnow!
Current Sire Mood: Happy
Currently affecting mood:
Kingy Dame makes me so wonderfully joyous!
Current Blair Mood: Happy
Currently affecting mood:
Mandi's quite a treat to hang out with.
CREAT-OS MOOD: ...HAPPY?
Currently affecting mood:
HAS A CURSE BEEN LIFTED...? AM I... HAPPY? AM I.....?
Extra blog info under the cut.
--General info--
--DNI List--
Terfs and MAPs.
I'm very unknowledgeable in terms of unsavory people, so this will be updated as I figure out who I don't like on the internet as a whole. I will be checking anyone who interacts with me in case they happen to be in a group in this list. If you ARE in this list and I have reason to believe or evidence to prove it, I WILL call you out upon your interaction with this blog. You may try to mess with pushovers often, so let me tell you, I am no such thing.
--Goal of the Blog--
We are here primarily to bring emotional support to anyone we think we are able to. We might not fully understand exactly how to help you, and as such we may do so in a way that only makes it worse. This might just be paranoia speaking, but we can't be sure. So we're clear: we always have good intentions with anything we say, and if we hurt your feelings in some way, we did not intend to and will willingly leave you alone if prompted. We will also interact with ask blogs. Why? I dunno, they're just. Interesting. A very interesting way of showing people your worlds! We implore you to interact with us as well, though we cannot guarantee that we will try to draw. Mainly because we can't draw anything for crap. It took a LOT of effort just to draw the faces you see here!
--Smoochins Info--
Text color: Black
Face image:
Voice to read posts in: Yes Man without the sarcasm (Fallout: New Vegas)
Detailed Physical Description: Smoochins is an about 5'11 tall pale white mannequin, made of hollow plastic and full of 700,000 ants, which are his true self that simply lives within and controls the mannequin. He is not comprised of any one particular species, rather he is a combination of several, most of which are actually somewhat painful to be bitten by. The means of which these species were united is unknown, even to him. Either hand has four fingers as opposed to the five that a human has (I don't care what you say, the thumb counts as a finger when I'm saying "four fingers"). He walks somewhat stiffly, as despite ants having high strength relative to their bodies, his shell is simply not especially well-made, and may need some level of grase to smoothen the joints somewhat. He also makes a not-very-quiet clunking noise when walking. He sounds like a freakin' milk gallon. His face is able to make expressions, despite mannequins usually not having a face at all. Also, the glasses are glued to his head. With crazy glue.
--Cheshire Info--
Text color: Green
Face Image:
Voice to read posts in: Shaggy Rogers (Scooby Doo)
Detailed Physical Description: Cheshire is about 6'2. His mannequin is very similar to Smoochins, in terms of material and structure, however there are a few key differences. The most noticeable is that the species the mannequin appears to be mimicking. Though it is humanoid, it is also very inhuman in various small ways. His face resembles a spider's, which is coincidentally what comprises his true form. He is primarily Black Widow spiders that have had a minor mutation due to heavy marijuana use, which has converted his venom into a form of THC. His shell also has four arms, and is in general more well-made than that of Smoochins, allowing him to move more easily and quickly. He can also climb walls, usually with the use of his second set of arms, which are covered with webs for this purpose.
Chesh was changed to be a full Weed Black Widow (we're calling it a "Green Widow") by Sire at his request. His appearance is mostly the same, but his skin's more proper for a black widow spider now- it's an actual black color.
When killed, he will explode into a gas that nearly instantly knocks out anyone nearby. Victims of this nearly always wake up hungry.
--Mandirael Info--
Text color: Orange
Face image:
Voice to read posts in: Still thinking about it for now
Detailed Physical Description: A large humanoid fire ant created through radiation-induced mutations while in close proximity to a human skeleton. She's 6'0. She has six arms, which are all very skinny, and two of which are usually holding jagged swords, even when in a good mood or place that swords would be unnecessary. Is able to breathe fire, but as a result is easily destroyed through ignition of their fuel source, and she has a lack of venom, which ended up mutating into what allows her to use fire instead of. Venom. She also has unnaturally tough skin for an ant, which tends to shrug off most non-serrated blades, though does not protect from any crushing those blades would provide.
She also has a wig, now! She's so pretty, isn't she?
--Bluetie Info--
Text color: Blue
Face image:
Description: We don't really know much about Bluetie, other than she was hurt real bad, emotionally anyway, for a very long time. She's traumatized, but we'll help her get back to a stable state, if we can.
She was a sorta potato sack...thing, full of silverfish, but she got turned into just one full silverfish babygirl! Isn't she precious?
--Sire Info--
Text color: Pink
Face image:
Description: Sire was cursed for quite a long time. Hundreds of years, possibly. He only recently got freed and is still somewhat traumatized, though he's pretty good at hiding it. He's part of a presumably extinct race of spider humanoids, which Chesh was modeled after.
When the world changed, it turns out that the spider race Sire is... Is no longer extinct!!! Who knows what happened, we're just happy for him!!
--Blair info--
Text color: Purple
Face image:
Description: She was experimented on for years, her DNA spliced with ant DNA. She's very untrusting of humans, but she'll be safe with us, I hope! Credit to @lloyds-department for the art, you're such a wonderful fella!!
She had her DNA fully transferred to any stuff now! I guess she's happier that way? Hm.
--CREAT-OS--
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[The system reboots. The sounds that come out of it are immediately, uh. Shrill, grainy, generally painful to listen to. The monitor flails around on the wall by the little metal arm holding it there. The screen is just red static, so whatever Creat-OS is trying to say is not visible, if anything at all. He's clearly, uh...very angry.]
