#gba oc

[no1testsubject]

My recent piece for the server contest :3

[sheriffrosie-arts0]

BVZ SPOILERS!!

This episode was Amazing! I love how an oc was included in this episode! Made me wanna give Chance more attention and develop his story more as a result! And draw him more…

Anywho to my thoughts about this episode!

Doctor rizz cannon?! YEAAAA!! I was surprised by the fact it is cannon, not complaining. But seeing how doc tells Albus about it. His feelings towards Hipswitch probably changing due to the fight with Albus, maybe also how he sees the relationship between hipswitch and partner are developing. I think he has lingering feelings but also has feelings for doctor Reese (hopefully spelt it right) but they changed most likely.

Hipswitch saying partner was prettier than usual! Like BROOO!! Nor only did he want to tinker with tech with karmor at the end of the episode was so cute! I like how the two are developing! I feel Karmor is like not idolizing Hipswitch as much and genuinely liking him for more than a white knight type thing. They complement each other now and I really enjoy that! Also the vision Hipswitch had..kinda crazy!

Albus! Albus! So I don’t remember the characters name at the start but the fact that Crowley told his guy to survive? Kinda feels like Crowley plans to use this guy and maybe Albus in the future? Albus was going through it this episode man..I feel so bad for him. The way he talks about faithful really does show how he doesn’t feel he is good enough for her or his family. His powers reflect how he feels and it’s been showing in the past few episodes since the changes were made.

Karmor! Oh oh my son! I really feel that he went to that gifted school we heard about in one of the episodes where they go to the earth museum. I feel that karmor is very knowledgeable! He keeps track of minor details and has used them to his advantage before. Like his knowledge on tech and hacking seems to be a skill he has. He has added upgrades to Hipswitch before, and he has even hacked in one of the other episodes. And in this episode he easily added the laser to Hipswitch. It shows how knowledgeable he is with that field and I feel it wouldn’t make sense for it to be something he picked up while being around the group. Seeing how none of them seem all that tech savvy unless Hipswitch secretly is.

This episode to me had a recurring theme of families. Specifically dads in general. Knowing that Crowley disliked (I forgot the zombie dad’s name) and asked karmor to kill the guy because he upset him? Seeing how Albus and Deviln both have different relationships with their dad. It just feels like maybe it’s a hint at crowly not having a father figure or maybe karmor being a bastard himself?

I do have a mini theory about sensi that I’ve had for a while! I feel that he is a guardian angel in some way. More specifically Karmors guardian angel. That feather probably will play such an important role later on and I feel it’s something Crowley will not be happy to see all that well.

I also feel that Crowly who hasn’t spoken in any recent episodes is planning something. I feel he is trying to divide the group in some way. For the most part Karmors powers did that, but since he stopped using them. They have gotten closer expect for Albus. Who just left the group.

Honestly love this episode it was so lore filled and really enjoyable! It made me wanna develop chance more as a character and finally make another oc who travels along side with chance!

Loved the OC inclusion! GBA did amazing as always!

Enjoy this chance doodle my friend did of chance with their oc!

[shiocreator]

Ended up properly giving Gygabite a vague redesign and proper ref after a talk til 4 am with a friend X]

I'm honestly so extremely happy with it, he's so fun for me and this is like. Euphoric seeing fully down I'm so happy

His artfight too since I've updated it abit X]

Art Fight

An art gifting game

[creatortools]

HIIII

Long time no see?

I am kinda back YAHOO! I’m trying to get back into drawing once more and posting.

Other than summer school (which absolutely killed me/lhj I’m actually so tired the past few days and I’ve been busy as soon as I was finished summer school so that did not help) I’ve gotten into some things (cough cough date everything cough) and suddenly gotten back into others (Team fortress 2? IM BACK IN THE BUILDING AGAIN-/ref).

I’ve been thinking of making some oc’s for those things as well (I know almost nothing of the tf2 lore I gotta figure that out).

I’m currently figuring out redesigns for my BvZ oc’s rn tho 👀

Everybody cheer!/j

Sneak peak on Wyvern’s redesign (disclaimer, the redesign might not be exactly the same as this one. Or it could be totally different idk)

I got some inspo from Kravatas’ (hopefully I’m spelling that right) design.

[joshusten-art]

Pookie, fairest of the huzz, mayhaps can you draw my BvZ oc's Everett and Rae 🫶

another set of cool rio ocs!!! i was tryna match the vibe in the ref sheet !!

[zeke-fanfucs]

NEW OC DROP! (If yall want to draw him. Sure. Have fun)

CHARACTER SHEET

ANGELO

Here’s some inspiration art I liked for him

The color is for the first snake, then the humanoid is like how he looks!

Name:

Angelo (known affectionately as Lolo)

Stage Name in the Red District: Sandsong

Age:

28

Appearance:

His skin is a warm light brown, reminiscent of desert sand at dusk, dappled with subtle specks like sunlit grains.

From the waist down, he is serpentine — his powerful tail is scaled in a gradient of pale gold to coppery bronze, allowing him to slither and coil with unsettling elegance.

His eyes are a haunting light green, gemlike in their emptiness — beautiful, blank, and soulless, like peridots kissed by something colder.

His hair flows long and straight, colored a soft blend of light brown streaked with pale white, often kept adorned in gold-threaded silks, pins, and veils.

He wears robes of sheer fabric and shimmering cloth, designed to accentuate his inhuman form. Every movement is like a performance, carefully calculated to provoke awe, desire, or fear.

Hidden in his long hair are sharp hairpins, easily drawn and deadly when necessary.

His fangs are retractable and venomous — his bite induces hallucinations and a numbing paralysis, a last resort when clients forget their place.

Personality & Skills:

Angelo is observant, poised, and calculating.

Highly intelligent, thanks to the education and tutoring provided by Madam Urna, the brothel matron who saw potential beyond his appearance.

He has a keen intuition and is an exceptional body reader — able to sense subtle shifts in emotion, intention, or aggression from the slightest gestures or vocal changes.

Though often viewed as a commodity, he holds firm boundaries, using his allure and wit as armor, not invitation.

Emotionally distant, yet deeply loyal to those he considers family. He has a soft spot for the younger or more vulnerable workers in the brothel.

Past:

Angelo was born in a lab, a hybrid experiment designed for performance, obedience, and biological novelty.

His mother, also a captive, was forced to give birth repeatedly to snake-hybrids like him.

During a transport transfer, the convoy was attacked by bandits, and the children were stolen and sold off — some into labor, others into darker trades.

Angelo was sold to Madam Urna, a cunning and ambitious woman who recognized the spark of rebellion and hunger for power in his gaze.

Rather than forcing him into sex work, she gave him an education and trained him in courtly mannerisms, combat, and subtle manipulation.

She saw in him a potential heir

Likes:

Sour candy (especially citrus drops)

Sharpening his hairpin daggers — a meditative ritual that calms him

His tail — he finds it beautiful and often decorates it with rings or silks

The siblings he grew up with in the brothel, especially those younger than him

Hates:

The lab where he was born and all it represents — he refuses to speak its name

Entitled clients, especially those who treat workers like disposable toys

Being touched without permission — his boundaries are strict, and he enforces them harshly when crossed

Notes Additions:

He sometimes speaks in riddles or poetic turns of phrase, a habit from his performance training.

He is quietly building influence behind the scenes — blackmail, secrets, alliances. He plays the long game.

When angry, his serpentine body becomes more pronounced: his eyes glint with a dangerous shimmer, and the air around him seems to tighten.

Despite his detachment, he occasionally sings lullabies in an old hybrid tongue to the younger brothel members.

How he would interact with you/someone

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(Common in the Red District)

Used with clients or someone he doesn’t know well, when he’s keeping the upper hand by being unreadable.

(He coils lazily around a velvet divan, eyes half-lidded, voice soft like silk over a blade.)

“Mmm… a new face. I do so love surprises. Tell me — are you here to be entertained… or studied?”

(He tilts his head, eyes gleaming with faint amusement.)

“I’m called Angelo. But you may call me whatever name you whisper when dreaming.”

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(Neutral or Potential Ally)

Used when meeting someone who seems harmless or curious, but whom he hasn’t sized up yet.

(He uncurls his tail with a low hiss of silk over stone, rising with deliberate calm.)

“You walk softly — I like that. Not many do.”

(A brief nod, respectful but cool.)

“Angelo. I watch more than I speak. You’ll find I remember more than I say.”

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(Warning with a Smile)

Used when someone enters his space uninvited or comes off as aggressive/arrogant.

(He doesn’t rise, just slowly coils tighter — not hostile, but predatory. A sharp smile spreads across his lips.)

“Careful now. Even deserts look gentle before they burn you.”

(His eyes glint as he flicks a hidden pin into his hand, absently twirling it.)

“I’m Angelo. Step lightly, stranger — venom doesn’t always need fangs.”

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4. (With younger brothel siblings or trusted friends)

(He leans in, hands warm, smile real for once.)

“There you are. Took your time, didn’t you?”

(He brushes imaginary dust from their shoulder, tail flicking playfully.)

“I’m Lolo. And you? You look like trouble wrapped in curiosity.”

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Story of him!

One Too Many

The air in the private chamber was heavy with rose smoke and the faint metallic shimmer of Angelo’s perfume. Low candlelight danced across the silks of the canopy bed, casting flickers of gold on his scales as he reclined, a vision of relaxed decadence.

The client was drunk — not on wine, but on the illusion of power. One of those men who mistook the softness of a place for submission.

He had already tugged too hard on Angelo’s arm once. Angelo let it slide.

Then he gripped a handful of his hair, rough and possessive.

A flicker of a smile. Still polite.

But when he grabbed the base of Angelo’s tail, yanking it like a leash—

There was no warning. Just a flash of motion, too fast for the human eye.

Angelo’s body surged forward with serpent-quick speed, hand gripping the man’s jaw with bone-crushing force, his other arm coiling around his shoulder like a tightening vine. Fangs slid from behind his lips — elegant, needle-thin, almost beautiful — and plunged into the soft skin beneath the man’s ear.

The man’s eyes went wide. For a second, he gasped like a fish out of water. And then…

He twitched.

He slurred something — a protest, maybe — but his tongue was already numb. A soft gurgle followed as his body buckled, limbs turning to mist. He dropped like a puppet with its strings cut, slumping into a crumpled heap on the silk-draped floor.

Angelo exhaled slowly, the hiss of it as quiet as sand across stone. His fangs withdrew as quickly as they’d come, and he dabbed a handkerchief across his lips — not a drop of blood had touched them.

He stood tall, composed as ever, brushing his fingers over a golden bell on the vanity nearby. Ding ding.

Moments later, the door creaked open. A wide-eyed girl no older than sixteen peeked in — one of the newer hands.

“Fetch Madam Urna,” Angelo said, voice smooth but with an edge like cold steel. “A client broke several house rules.” His eyes flicked down to the unconscious man, still twitching faintly.

“Make sure to tell her I didn’t kill him. He’s just hallucinating spiders and drowning in his own tongue for now. He’ll be fine. Or at least… he’ll live.”

The girl nodded quickly and vanished down the hall.

Left alone, Angelo sat at the edge of the bed and began to unpin his hair, long fingers combing through the strands like untangling silk.

He muttered to no one, “I told him not to touch the tail.”

And from the limp figure on the floor came nothing but soft, incoherent murmurs — as somewhere in the corners of his mind, phantasms danced and whispered things he would never forget.

[boiledmang0s]

So guess who watched the space pirate saga… MEEE!! 🙋🙋🙋 anyway this is my Arkov/paradise

I swear I’m ok in the head.

[waterbottlegal15]

Guys, trust these are bvz ocs and not just ocs i completely forgot about

Trust 🫶🏾