#cyrille

[mmothmanners]

Finally finished up this character sheet I've had half drawn for two years. Cyrille le Beau is my charlatan Warlock. A corset wearing, swing dancing Southern Belle of a man.

[twisted-beings]

[the-slender-doll]

Miscellaneous TF2 ocs doodles

[orange18journey]

Castle cats! Again...

it's them (nonbinary)

[dingle-dee]

Really simplified sketches of @thatpurpleidiot 's character Fritz. This guy has officially stolen my brain and run away with it despite the fact he already has one.

Along with my personal Scrongbongle, Cyrille, who's arguably the silliest creature to exist. She's a shapeshifter who honestly couldn't care about the agents chasing her around.

You'll probably see these guys some more.

[suohenki]

sketches while thinking about world building

[mydetheturk]

Pleaaase tell me about your DnD to Warhammer Oc's lore, I love moving character to new settings.

I love Cyrille she is my Baby Girl who is just. In over her head and Doing Her Best and trying not to, like, lose it, yanno?

Please imagine: Circle of Spores Druid. Her circle was a bunch of scientifically minded communists, it's Machine of God canon that she is Terrible at money, she considers it a waste of time when bartering & trade works for her. (This part is neither here nor there, it's just delightful 💜)

I was listening to Colm R. McGuinness's song "Rot" and immediately messaged one of the friends in the MoG campaign like "Cyrille is Very Contextually MoG, but if I dropped her in 40k, she'd be one of Papa's Nurgle's, huh?" (he laughed at me and said prolly so. Cyrille. Cyrille pls.)

Cyrille's whole thing is death is not the end and rot and decay are just part of the cycle of life, death & life go hand in hand and we've just gotten proof souls exist AND what were considered gods eat souls. I have it written down in my MoG notebook exactly what gods are but souls get recycled too, reincarnation is a provable thing. So that the gods eat souls is. Uh.

Bad

-gestures vaguely- Cyrille's goals are to breed/introduce genes into fungi so that they'll eat the remnants of the gods that are left. (Gods are antithetical to Nature. (Her girlfriend worships the god of the moon . It's A Thing.)) Druids are, as our DM's notes say, akin to nature's white blood cells.

Cyrille, in 40k, I'm just imagining as a medical researcher of some sort, on a plagued planet, doing her damnedest to basically reinvent penicillin and gets Noticed. By several factions, lbr, but the important one is someone in Nurgle's camp. Dunno who, haven't fleshed that part out yet, I just started noodling & ruminating on the exact circumstances in which Cyrille ends up Daemonic and Fungal.

This line, in a scene where Cyrille is sobbing, clutching this little petri dish of future penicillin to her chest and begging, pleading for anyone to help her so she can help others, where she's clearly infected by whatever is plaguing her home planet, is just. Idk, I think it's gonna haunt me and I wrote it lol

Nurgle's child, the one she was speaking to thought. She doesn't even know it yet. "Oh little sister," the other said.

Cyrille hasn't realized yet, doesn't know that she's marked by Chaos. There's a line in the song saying "all things must wither and die" and just. That line, along with a few others, is very Cyrille.

I care Cyrille and Cyrille's Symbiotic Entity (essentially a sapient, magical slime mold) Very Much lol since this turned into An Essay, oops? 40k Cyrille is one of those "this went horribly right" situations. Plague vector. Helping made Everything Worse. Nurgle's Child.