Mar 20, 2018
More random sketches and projects I’ve done :p
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More random sketches and projects I’ve done :p
Opticial Illusion (Preveiw)
(I am not done with this yet, this was only a preview and it hasn’t been proofread yet, I apologise for any mistakes.)
Y/N PoV
“Alright Uncle Joey,” I started, shutting the door behind me, “Let's see what you made that was so important to mom.” I guess I should say why I’m here, while we’re at it, right?
Well, my uncle went missing when I was about 15. It's been 10 years, and while they haven’t found his body yet, he has been declared dead. They read his will. He left me his workshop and everything in it, and my mother sent me here to find a book. He had written a book about animation that he gave to all his animators. Its called “the Illusion of Living”. Mr.Henry had given me his copy, and said he was coming here to investigate before me. We haven’t heard back from him.
As I aimlessly walked around, silently monologuing all of this to you, I found a strange machine. “INK” it read on the side in big bold letters. Ink was dripping from the ceiling and the machine.
“Hmm…” I tapped my chin in mimic to Uncle Joey. It had become a strange habit of mine. “How do you work.” I inquired to myself. A note fell from the ceiling. “Fix the machine” I grabbed it and pocketed it, for safekeeping. I looked about, wandered around, and eventually found a hallway that lead to two rooms. Not that this was abnormal in a building but, something seemed off about this one. I went down cautiously. A board fell in front of me and I stepped back, eyes widening. I continued to turn a corner and saw a room. A terrifying room.
At first I thought I was going crazy. I thought I had forgotten to take my meds this morning, but then remembered I had messed with the frayed label, and pulled the bottle out of my pocket. I counted the little white pills. 18. One less than this morning. I blinked. I blinked again. I blinked for a third time and rubbed my eyes.
“Jesus, Uncle Joey, what did you do?” I whispered to myself. I looked around the room. Had ink always been dripping from the ceiling like that? I felt crazy just thinking it. I chuckled at myself. What sick irony. I turned from him, and felt bad doing it. I wanted to mourn for him, to cry on one of his friend’s shoulder, to see a box go into the ground. I knew him. Or at least I felt like I knew him. That’s what the doctors say.
“You’re too old for imaginary friends Y/N.” I mumbled to myself, mimicking my psychiatrist’s voice and flailing my hands in the air. I looked to my right and saw words scrawled on the wall in black ink. “WHO’S LAUGHING NOW?” I was surprised at the grammar. It was exceptionally good. I decided to step out of the room for various reasons. I still felt bad leaving Boris.
I walked straight, passing the hallway I already walked through, and into a room with 6 pedestals. Ink was dripping from the ceiling again. I finally noticed the glass pipes. I looked at the pictures, and went around to look for them. As I left the room, there was a strange noise as I looked at a cardboard cut out of the the little inky devil himself. I jumped but then laughed.
“Alright Mr.Henry, I know you’re there! Come on out, you got me!” I heard a chuckle. It came from in front of me . He’s behind it isn’t he? I thought to myself. I smiled and looked behind it. No one was there. I knocked over the cut out as I stepped back, more scared now than ever. I decided to speed walk away from the cut out, and look for those items. Eventually I found the book and remember the real reason why I was here. I went back to the room anyways, took the plushie, and headed for the door. I tried the handle. Locked. Wait locked?!
“The hell?” I murmured. There was a gasp.
“Watch your language little one.” I’m just...going to ignore that. I turned around calmly. I was quite content in my decision. FIND A WAY OUT.
I walked around, eventually finding myself back in that troublesome hallway. I placed the book and plushie back on their pedestals. I then went off to find the other items.
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I had found everything. I pulled the lever. Then went off to find the button. I walked back to the front, completely ignoring the door, and found a desk behind a wall. Well, at the end of a hallway. There was a little cut out of bendy and a drawing. “NO” Was written on a piece of tape and put onto a cute drawing of bendy. I’m not going to argue with myself over the word “Cute”.
I walked around again planning on going back to the pedestal room, when I had the thought to go down the other hallway. I saw two doors, and a tape recorder on a shelf. It looked like it had been used. I went to it and pressed the play button. It was then I realized how out of place I looked. My (H/C) (H/L) locks falling around my face, not having bothered to pull it up after brushing it this morning, And my (F/C) Shirt and blue jeans under a (S/F/C) sweatshirt contrasted against the beige chrome walls and floor. And it wasn’t just the walls and floors either. It was everything in the building. The floor was just granite painted to look like floor boards, and the wallpaper matched that. The ceiling looked the same as the flooring, and everything looked partially made of cardboard. I only half listened to the recording. Walking off halfway through and finding the flow button in the projector room. I pressed it and kept moving. As I did I noticed that there was a buzzing and ticking sound. Well. That’s gonna drive me nuts.
(I am not done with this yet, this was only a preview and it hasn’t been proofread yet, I apologise for any mistakes.)
A really really really really weeby sketch I just finished.
Honestly its so anime I love so much
Yay! I made a fusion of two of my OCs. Idk what to name her tho! Help me pls XD Their original names were Erin and Cierra. Alright but, heres another photo I made, I really like this new style for the eyes, I might stick with it for a while
ahh ahh ahh
TOXIC LOVVVVVVE
lowkey wish I could sound like tim curry
oooo look at my yandere bb go
Friend: *At a party**Staring at their from a distance*
Me: Heeeyyyy! Quite the part huh?!
Friend: Shhh! They'll hear you!
Me: Right, we must be very quiet...WE'RE OUT TO DISCOVER!!
Gem Prototype #580 Erinite gem and Onyx Infusion
Class: Warrior
Diamond: Yellow
This is my new wallpaper :) Message me if you want me to draw your OCs and/or make you stuff. Just make sure to credit me, thats nice.