#emipelloworld

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I saw you taking requests, so I offer a space gremlin

I hope I got her details correct!!!!

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click image > right click > open image in new tab -- for best view! alright here they are, a buncha heads! I do plan on making more since there's at least 6 other accounts/ocs that I want to add to this, but alas, my wrist is knackered and I'm done looking at them for a while :'0 apologies in advance for the double tag to some folks, but I've separated the pngs now, so you can save your own here!

@odd-inquiries @lonely-keziah @lavs-odds-and-sods @aplagueofsmoke @cakeinpants @runaway-twins @mil-the-mudokon @industrial-tox @ida-of-oddworld @emipelloworld @spoocyshrub @outwiththeodd

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((Special thanks to @emipelloworld for doing an amazing job on this commission!  Round of applause to my friend, not only did they draw Shinju beautifully, but I LOVE how they did the outfit and hair!))

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Vesper Ryce done by the fantastic @emipelloworld! He is looking utterly dashing- and now I finally have face to put to the name! 8D 

To give a little bit of a description to those unfamiliar with Vesper, he’s the secondary protagonist in my story “Within Reach”. 

Coming from a sheltered existence, Vesper moved to Mudos to represent the common worker and help get them their fair share... only to realize that Oddworld runs very differently outside the bubble he was born into. After a chance meeting with Mudokon messiah Abe, he finds himself drawn away from the safety of the city and follows him out into an unforgiving world. 

Here’s the story link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31573469/chapters/78118517

But all that aside, big thanks again to Emipelloworld! I’m so thrilled with how he turned out! ^_^

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Hello 🍒

((!!!!! I feel like Gro and Mya would turn out to be a great match honestly 🥺 chill native plant lass and her liberated but worrisome tries-her-best gf.......

[brassclaws-of-oddworld]

((Decided to kill two birds with one stone on this one.  Kyung gets to say TWO guilty pleasures for Anon and @emipelloworld​))

Lenny Asks

Kyung: “Aw man... I think if I had to name two guilty pleasures it would be...” Her voice trailed off as she pondered her answer. “Okay, look, I’m not that proud of it, but I’ve fought to the death while butt-ass naked before and have no issues doing it again if I have to.  Second guilty pleasure, sometimes I just really like to sit outside in the pouring rain while it’s freezing out; it’s better if the rain turns to solid hail.  

“I know it’s bad for me, I get sick from it, but I like feeling like I’m getting showered in itty-bitty pebbles sometimes.”

Tamara: “I don’t indulge in it as much as I used to, but one of my guilty pleasures back then was inhaling the fumes of certain... Herbal blends.  Some of those mixtures were believed to grant those who inhaled the smoke the power to temporarily separate their soul from their mortal coils, and interact with the etherial that still walked among the living.”

Wayne: For once, the brute actually looked a little ashamed and wary at the question. “Don’t tell Baren this, but I use just a bit of my savings to treat myself once in a while.  It’s uhh... Stuff that he knows I really shouldn’t be doing, but it’s not like I do it all the time!  I mean, I’ve had cosmetic surgery before, so what’s one tiny little bit of ‘snow’ gonna do?”

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Mya stands before a pair of thick, towering trees on the edge of the clearing, on the outskirts of the mudokon settlement she and the other escapees had been residing in. Lots had been done to accommodate the sudden myriad of freed slaves, notably a series of wooden roofs and shelters had been constructed along a row of thick, ancient redwoods. Resembling a tree house shanty town, a shared area with sturdy, wooden coverings, shelves, ledges and waterproof tent like structures pitched high to shelter the newly liberated mudokons from the weather.

The mudokons had been provided with a sleeping bag hammock, to attach to a tree of their choice. Having had just collected hers, Mya now faces the task of properly securing it to the chosen trees so she can safely sleep off the ground.

The hammock is large, and rather heavy, having almost winded herself dragging the darn thing over to her trees, she struggles to tie a knot that holds her weight. What was she doing wrong? A knot is a knot, right? A sigh of relief escapes as she climbs into the hammock after several knotting attempts, however after a few minutes of successfully holding her weight, she falls to the floor with a thud.

Tangled in the hammock and frustrated, she wriggles herself free, only to notice she had an audience. A lone mudokon seems to have stopped to see what she's doing...or at least, trying and failing to do. Feeling flushed, embarrassed and now with a sore behind from the fall, she notices how the other looks perplexed and unimpressed with what she's seeing. Mya quickly dusts herself off, rubs the pain out of her butt-cheek and let a bashful chuckle escape, hoping the stranger might offer her a little guidance.

(@emipelloworld)

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☀️ Gro: I think you very pretty Mya

"Ah! That's very sweet of you, Gro."

Uh oh, Mya's cheeks are getting hot, there's a lump forming in her throat that's definitely a giggle wanting to escape. She feels the same way, but this time doesn't have the guts to say anything.