#killer sona

[theflyingcosmos]

"Late Nights Blues"

WOW no way Simon actually finished a drawing??? Impossible!

[creepiicrawly]

Me and my wife with our error(me) and killer(him) sonas!!

Still figuring out what outfit I want my error sona to have ngl

[blu-the-witch]

Thread of Morality

Never posted a story on tumblr before, so... hope y’all like this! there’s no triggering content in this fic... unless petty theft and interrogating your cohorts/”Friends” is triggering? XD ENJOY! @trollartistry and @pixebaby-bat killer/vanny sonas are used/mentioned in this fic. go check them out they’re amazing people <3 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“So… bit of a loner, tough, quiet kinda guy, huh?” Buddy questioned as the two continued through the Pizzaplex. If they weren't on the clock right now, Buddy would totally ditch this guy and go dick around this money draining mega mall. They’ve already stolen a few things they liked for fun, but they didn’t want to over fill their hidden duffel bag with stuff that was honestly entirely useless in the grand scheme of things. All they got as an answer to their question was a dead eyed stare from their partner in crime’s Jackalope mask.

“Aw come on Jackie-man, care to humor me with some witty back and forth banter?” A grunt of annoyance was their reply this time. Buddy groaned as they dramatically threw their hands up in the air. “Why did I think teaming myself up with you would be exciting! You’re so quiet and boring! It’s like you don’t even want to be here-” Buddy paused, their smirk hidden behind their suits mask. They did a quick 180 as they started to walk backwards in front of their disgruntled partner.

“Is that it? Are you like Zoey; A puppet, holding onto but a thread of their morality-” “Shut up.” Oh, well that got a response. Should they continue to poke the metaphorical bear and see what juicy bit of information about himself he might let slip out? “Ohhhh,” Buddy chuckled. “Did I strike a nerve?” “No. You’re just being fucking stupid.”

“Sheesh… someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. What’s with all the hostility? I’m just trying to learn a bit about’cha.” “Stop acting like we’re friends, and stop trying to analyze me.”

Buddy stopped walking and stood still before the looming Jackalope themed killer. Most would be shaking in their boots right now, their fight or flight kicking into overdrive. But no, Buddy stood their ground as the two stopped their trek and stared each other down. “Aw come on friendo! Why can’t we be friends~? Why can’t we be friends~?” Buddy sang briefly. Their hyper and joking demeanor is quite different from most of the other killers. Honestly, it annoyed a few of them from time to time. 

Which is why sometimes they forget that this short, physically weak person, could be honestly quite intimidating at times. Buddy opened the jaw of their suit with a audible Ca-Chunk, and used a claw to rhythmically tap on one of the deadly sharp metal teeth.

“Cut that thread.” Nemi was taken aback for a moment. The cheery tone Buddy had just seconds ago was replaced with a dead, monotone tune. 

“What?” “You know what I’m talking about hon… The Bear.” If one was not paying close attention, they would’ve missed Nemi tense slightly at the mention of him.

“Glamrock Freddy. He’s your thread of morality. You need to cut it.” Buddy stepped closer, and Nemi stood his ground. “Next time we see him; Kill him.”

Nemi leaned forward to stare down the robotic eyes of Buddy’s suit. The nose of their suits head just inches away from his mask. His hand tightly clenching his cleaver, and shaking in barley controlled anger. “Don’t tell me what to do, puppy.”

“Then stop acting like a little bitch, and do your damn job. Go check out the go-kart track. Maybe they’re hiding there.” Buddy took a few steps back. “Consider this your chance to prove that you really are loyal to Glitchtrap… and a chance for you to go cool off.” And with that, Buddy skipped away. They held up a hand and made a scissor motion as they frolicked away from the peeved brute. “Cut the thread hon. Snip, snip.”

[skllyr]

Drew my killer sona Finn for a change and also his sister

[theflyingcosmos]

Some doodles of my Killer sona including an actual piece I'm probably gonna forget to finish :sob:

[drkwaters]

Oc time

[drkwaters]

My killersona aka The fire

Her perks:

Hex: Blinding light- any time a survivor fails a skill check on a gen they are stunned and blinded for 2/3/4 seconds.

Burning grit: if a survivor stuns or blinds the killer you achieve burning grit which allows you to instantly down any survivor with one hit. The only way to acquire tokens for burning grit is by hitting the obsession. Only allowed 2 tokens at a time.

Firing rage: when the killer is stunned or blinded they gain a speed boost for 5/10/15 seconds.

Special ability-

Neverending flames- a projectile that is able to hit any survivor, gen, pallet, or window. If a survivor is hit with the flames they are unable to be healed and must find a water pool to douse it. If a gen/pallet/window is on fire and a survivor uses it the survivor has a chance of catching the flames.

[nightmaretheif]

Some works i done on my killer sona Smiley

i need to draw more on her it seems, i have another sketch to finish off but i have a tone of other lines to colour first before getting to that one 

smiley (c) Nightmaretheif