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A Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss OC! This is Trojan, based of a certain internet virus that I just really like, haha. You may or may not realise what it's referencing...

Anyways, this character was very fun to make!

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reflet intersens · Kiandjan, 2016

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"Right, so, uh. Life update. I died. And I think I'm in hell. I woke up to the sounds of people screaming bloody murder and laughing maniacally. Next think I do is get up and see that I'm not human anymore, I'm some kind of weird imp thing. I now have horns, a tail and my skin is literally blood-red. It was really quite a shock to see. Now I'm stood in the middle of a street, as other demons run rampant and stab and shoot each other to death. ... It sucks down here, can one of you come pick me up? People keep getting murdered and the hotel prices are outrageous."

Some pixel art of me as an Imp from VivziePop's animations~! I don't bite, promise!

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Here's some Hotline Miami 2 Fanart of Evan Wright, AKA, The Writer! Played both games recently and Evan is my favourite character, so I had to make some pixel art of him, hehehe.

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I made a piece of my favourite fluffy couple! Very happy with it! I even wrote a small story to accompany the piece, it was a lot of fun, hope you like it!

"Ehm, do you want me to take my boots off...?" Chewby asked, standing before the doorway into Dover's bedroom. "Meh, doesn't bother me." "I don't w-want to mess up your carpe-" "Chew-chew, look at me, do you really think I care if a dirt gets on the carpet?" They smirked, looking at the various faint stains already scattered across the ground. "Ha, uhm... if you say so." They shuffling in and slowly shutting the door, now twiddled their thumbs. "You should really clean up every now and then, y'know..." Dover shrugged, kicking their own shoes off and then tossing their jacket to the side. "It's habitable, don't see why you're concerned." They smirked again, falling back and landing in their beanbag chair, sinking in without and concern for getting back out. "You might get sick though, remember when you got that flu? At least let me clean your room for you..." Chewby's ear twitched, a showing sign of them worrying. Dover had a growing mental list of Chewby's physical quirks that gave away how they felt. Seeing this, they sighed. "Yeah. You're right. But I don't want you to clean, you do enough for me as it is. I want to do it." "But I can-" "Nono, really, Chewby, I insist. Thank you though. I do appreciate it." "... Mkay..." There was a couple second silence, where Chewby looked towards the ground awkwardly while rubbing one of their arms. It was another one of their tell-tale signs Dover had observed many time before, so they broke the silence. "Cm'ere, Chew-chew!" They grinned widely, opening their arms up invitingly for Chewby to snuggle into. Immediately, they went all flustered, their eyes darting back and forth while their tail flicked from side to side, they'd definitely be blushing beneath that blue fur. They made an awkward laugh. "I- uh- ha, ehm- I-" They began to tease the blue cat. "Aww, d'you not want to cuddle? I thought you loved it when we cuddled!!" Their smile grew wider, while their arms were now a death-trap for anyone that dared approach. Chewby grew yet even more flustered, now unable to announciate a single word while a wobbly smile took over their face. Their feet one by one took small steps towards Dover, still lounging in the beanbag. Once they were within reach, Dover's arms couldn't hold back any longer, the red dog lunging forward and seizing the jittery feline. "Got you!" They announced, their arms wrapped around Chewby tightly, the two sinking into the beanbag a little further. "Can't escape me now, can you?" Dover's tail wagged aggressively - unable to contain their excitement - meanwhile Chewby was paralyzed by the surprise, their fur stood on end. After a few seconds, they had calmed down, though still jittering every now and then, resting their head on Dover's shoulder. "D... Dover?" "Yeah, Chew-Chew? "... I'm g-glad to have m-met you." "Aw, so am I!! Uh- I'm glad to have met, um, you, I mean." The two shared a small laugh with each other, still embracing their significant other. Chewby's jittering had stopped, now at ease while leaning further into the embrace and shutting their eyes. "... I really love you." They quietly whispered, before then emmiting a soft pur. "What was that...?" "..." "Chewby?" "..." "Chew-chew, you're slipping, did you fall asleep again...?" There was no response, only the soothing purring of the love of their life. Dover sighed, resting an arm on them. "I love you, Chewby."

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"Burenyaa~" Guys, guys, guys, I made my fursona into Neco Arc, I've become too powerful.

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"Leo Strider, Born 5399PGW (Post Glitter-Wars) 12th Septober, went missing Aprimay 1st 5500PGW at age 17, no body has been recovered. Last known location above charted Rimworld 'Hulytexxa RW-JS3910' in the Northern-Western sector, being transported on a Carrier Ship (RGSTN-18125). The ship's hull had been destroyed while it passed over Hulytexxa, causing it to break in two, being one of the largest death tolls of a transport destruction recorded in more that 1600 years, being more than 260,000 found deceased and still counting. Only numerous escape pods were recorded by the ship's database to have launched during the disaster."

Leo Strider is leader of the Hatilu Settlers after he and his 2 other companions, Abram Righter and Katelyn Trail, crash-landed on Hulytexxa after escaping the destruction of their transport ship while in space. He was a Prince of the Strideve Bloodline on a Medievworld before being rescued by Glitterworld Reconers who were scouting his world. Since being trapped on Hulytexxa, he's transformed into a battled-hardened and courageous leader, proudly wearing his scars for incoming raiders to fear. He's aged drastically, only in the matter of 5 biological years, at the age of 22, he's already grown physical wrinkles around his face, evidently the toll of the ruthlessness the planet contains has created him a veteran of survival. His goal is to take his people off this Rimworld, to save themselves and find a life better amongst the stars, by any means neccessary, even if it means risking his own life for his own people.

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"Huahahahaa!! I've gone ahead and made myself EVIL for this October, now I'm going to kill you all!! ... Nonono, I was kidding, don't go--!"

Here's my piece for Halloween/October! Hope y'all enjoy and don't make any deals with any demons! Especially not this one up there. ^^^