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Can you please do Hatsome in the Omniferous palette? Thank you :)

HEERE YOU GO FRIENDO SORRY ITS SO LATE!!!

based on the song from their charity album, called love at gunpoint haha

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Or maybe Honeyphos in the Omniferous palette (if you want something other than hatsome, sorry). Thank you :)

for your patience you get both :)

#brinley arts #yogscast simon #honeydew #yogscast #requasts #THANKS FOR THE ASK FRIEND #heiressofsoup #ask games #palette challenge

heiressofsoup said: Don’t feel bad, I have four characters and still haven’t finished one, lol.

There’s just so many different ways to play and I want to experience them all!

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Fic: The Skin They Were Born In

Warnings: Mentions of burn scars, and painful transformations Pairing: None Rating: SFW (See warnings for possible triggers) Word Count: 1428 (Under cut for ease) Note: Mwolf0epsilon’s story and headcanons (which was partially influenced by heiressofsoup’s idea) inspired me so I wrote this dumb thing. I also love yoglabs werewolf!Ross so that’s in there too Enjoy!

Nobody lives in the same skin their whole life. It can wear away, flake off as their body grows, they may get a scar or a marking, and also in a mental state too. No-one dies the same person they were when they were born. Life teaches them both good and bad, right and wrong; people learn and fight and love and destroy and discover and care for others. This affects everyone, but the three sirs who are referred to as HAT, know extremely well how much this can affect someone.

The HATs were a strange looking bunch, a mismatch trio of extremely different people, or humanoids you should say, for they all walked upright on two legs, and had a normal body structure for a human, or so the people thought, yet looked very different. The one that looked most like a normal human had a rough, untamed black beard, which fitted his square jaw well, and his pale complexion. Another of the Sirs also seemed normal except for his green-skin and lack of facial features, and the last one was small, and had a tanned skin complexion and teeth that extended out of his mouth far enough they were classified as tusks. The people of the land shrugged off their appearances for the Sirs were friendly. But beneath this facade, lied the truth. The skin that was on show was not their true self.

The smallest of the three was not human, his race were called selkies, and they had the ability to remove their aquamarine skins, and walk on land as humanoids. His animal was a walrus, which was most identifiable by his tusks. He had taken to the land when he had taken an interest in the science and technology of the human world; the selkie elders had confronted him on his dreams, and told him he could go and live as a human and learn about the technology, or stay as a selkie in the sea, and forget about it, for he could not do both. As he knew he could keep his selkie skin, and therefore his heritage, he chose to leave his people and live on the land. Of course, he donned his walrus skin from time to time and swum about rivers and lakes, but he had chosen to leave the ocean behind. The people of the land did not know about his selkie origins, for the selkies were both feared and admired - they had just presumed the young man had been a part of some freak accident caused by the daunting and terrifying Yoglabs.

This had also been the presumption for the green-skinned Sir; that he was the mistake of an experiment from the massive grey door in the mountainside. This was not the truth. Unbeknown to all, but the two he called family, he was in fact the most human out of all three of them. He had the physical build of a tall, slim human with bright blue eyes. The greenness to his skin was in fact a mask and gloves; it was made of slime to stick to his face and hands, making sure that they were hidden. It had taken a lot of time and trust before he showed his brothers what he looked like without his mask and gloves. Beneath his gloves were long, slim fingers one would imagine went with the rest of his build, but they were horribly disfigured, scars covered his skin, deformed it, and by looking at them, you could see how the flames has licked his hands as he had desperately hung on to the side of the burning building. As his hands were bad, his face was much much worse. His eyes were the only feature that seemed unharmed physically (but he saw the world several shades of red and oranges brighter after the fire), whereas all of his face and neck were more disfigured, twisted and damaged than his hands. As he had taken off his mask, he undid the shirt he always wore to show how the burn scars extended down his chest and back to almost reach his boney hips. The skin was ripped pink and white, marks of how the burning building has crushed onto his, its wood ablaze, the flames surrounding his body like a boa constrictor would surround its prey. The skin itself was surprisingly smooth to touch, the sliminess of the mask helped to soothe the skin, but the Sir never felt it, for the fire had destroyed his nerves in his skin. He was ashamed of his past and scared of what people would think of they learnt the truth, so he hid away under the false skin.

The last Sir seemed the most human, but just like the selkie, had an animalistic side to him that had to stay hidden, for the safety and sanity of others. Despite the presumption the two abnormal looking ones must have been faulty experiment results, the bearded Sir was actually the only one to have come from Yoglabs. Deep under the mountain, he had been cloned from a builder and his DNA infused with that of a wolf’s. He was made a chimera, they were testing to see if they could combine the strength and fighting power of a wolf, and a human body. The experiment was a success, the man labelled Hybrid #3 which was shortened to h3 soon after, (which in turn he was later addressed to as by the nickname ‘dj’ due to his beatboxing habits); but what the scientists hadn’t accounted for was how the strength would show. The mightiness of the brute strength first erupted from the man, the first time he saw the moon. It had been full that night, and since his birth he had felt a pushing from within him, a need to run, to see the land outside his metal containment. The brightness of the moon reflected off his skin, the darkness of his hair deepened as the night continued, he could see his almost white eyes grow more blue in colour as he looked up into the blue surface of the moon. After the scientists told him he was to be taken to an experiment room for tests, something inside him snapped. He didn’t want to leave his confinement, he didn’t want to leave the moon behind. As the guards tried to force him to move, he shook from his core in rage, the beast that flowed through his veins ripped through his system. His mind set changed, the chemicals readjusted themselves, and that’s when the transformation kicked in. The agony of his bones snapping and reforming, the pain as his muscles were ripped and reformed into new formations, all showed in his piercing screams which turned in bone-chilling howls as his body transformed into a half man-half wolf hybrid - a werewolf. The next day, after the bodies of the guards and scientists he had killed had been moved, and after he was sedated once he had been through the painful transformation back into a man, he was moved into a maximum security cell, for the safety of others. From then on, he was in mandatory rehabilitation and maximum-security confinement. He was no longer referred to as dj, he was simply now h3 (max), an experiment gone wrong. After many years of being trapped underground, and many experiences of transforming into a manic werewolf every night the moon was visible (this meant he only had a few nights of deep sleep when the new moon arose, or when it was raining, which further affected his physique as his skin turned pale due to the constant tiredness), the scientists found a way of controlling the transformation. It seemed that marble was made of the same compound as moon rock, and by being exposed to the marble almost constantly, the transformations were repressed every night, except for the night of the full moon. After mere weeks in this marble rehabilitation, “dj” h3 (max) was released from Yoglabs as ‘lycanthropy sufferer in remission’, after years in confinement within metal walls. He left that life behind, gave himself a new name, accepted his condition and built a new life for himself, made mostly of marble as to keep his transformations at bay.

Although the three Sirs’ appearances were deceiving, they knew that as long as they stuck together and supported each other through their differences and circumstances, looks didn’t matter; the skin you showed did not have to be the skin you were born with.

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I was Tagged by Meew3

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Rules: 1. Always post the rules 2. Answer the questions of the person who tagged you 3. Write 11 new questions of your own 4. Tag 11 people and let them know

Questions I was asked:

1. What is your favorite fandom that you are a part of?

I would have to say either Yogscast or Doctor Who. It’s hard to pick between them because they’re the ones I’m most active in

2. What are your top 5 games of 2013? (cannot be a DLC, must have been released in 2013)

(not in any particular order) Pokemon Y, Animal Crossing New Leaf, Lego City Undercover, Final Fantasy XIV: A Realm Reborn, and Ni No Kuni

3. Favorite Youtubers?

Yogscast, GameGrumps, JonTron, AVGN, Julian Smith, Ray William Johnson and Tobuscus (those are the ones I watch the most)

4. Favorite TV show?

Doctor Who. I’ve been watching Community a lot too

5. Past or future?

Future. Because you can’t change past, but the future is always new

6. What’s your favorite song right now?

Unicorn Wizard by Ninja Sex Party. For a more series one, Maybe Tomorrow by Terry Bush (opening to The Littlest Hobo)

7. Do you type faster, or write faster?

Type faster (I’ve gotten quick at texting/typing on my phone)

8. Do you like pie?

Absolutely

9. Do you like stuffed animals?

*thinks of crate in storage stuffed full of stuff animals* Yes

10. Would you consider yourself a nerd?

Sometimes. Usually when I talk about stuff no one is interested

11. If you could jump into the world of ANY fandom, what would it be?

Hmm…Probably Doctor Who, just in the off chance that I could travel through time and space

My Questions:

1. What are the top three TV shows you watch?

2. If you could be any fictional character, who would you be?

3. Do you like cars?

4. What is the oldest movie you’ve seen?

5. Favorite kind of cake?

6. Have you read a book more than once? If so, which one(s)?

7. Do you read comics? (Manga counts)

8. What is your favorite food?

9. If you could meet someone famous (YouTube or otherwise) who would you want to meet?

10. If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?

11. What movie did you like from 2013?

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