#lore :3

[maryland-officially]

How are you a god? I thought you were just a state?

...a, haha...

Of course I'm a god!!! of, uhm, crabs!!

C-Carcinos.... that's definitely me!!

!!

oh, and, uhm-- well, uuh--...i just am? heh... eh.... a.

.....

[spam-wich]

not the best drawings but…

[subject-1346-24-02]

[somewhere deep in a rundown and abandoned lab a tv flickered to life, static on the screen as someone left it, holding onto a katana, a few keychains on the end of it] This is where one of me disappeared? Shame. I had such a good job going of not being erased, this time I wont make myself so obvious. This life wont be revealed to the gods that can undo my whole. The being known as tape was erased on a scale that not even a speck of his clothes could be found, but he doesn’t have to be the one to come back. Only I have to enter once I perish, when I die there is no heaven, no hell, no purgatory. All is erased. All is gone. All is removed. All is deleted… deleted.. deleted. Deleted deleted deleted deleted deleted deleted deleted deleted deleted deleted deleted deleted deleted deleted deleted deleted deleted. But i will remain through it all, I cannot exist happy in a world where Mateo or any kind of him has existed, neither can exist with the other in harmony, only violence and hatered for eachother…. This time. This life. This attempt. This play of mine shall end again, but the curtains shall close with me in front of them, I won’t be shut behind curtains again, I won’t be forced to suffer more then needed. Revenge will wait for another day, for now I must exist Through Patches Of Static. [he disappeared back into the TV, it shutting down, 2 video tapes being left next to it, one glitching in and out of reality, the other perfectly fine so far]

[vnillatree]

RBS APPRECIATED!!

what if instead of animating i made a VTuber /hj

Anyways, Tama-Cookie! (As in Tamagotchi but instead of gotchi is cookie and... yeah i better stop)

They don't have a physical form btw!! Shes a virtual idol, basically theyre to my OC's lore what Hatsune Miku is to us sooo yeah!!

Their Toyhouse page is complete with a bio now btw!!

[asteix0]

More of grape... That mommy grape oc

BAHWA MOMMY??? HELP

THIS IS A GOOD ONE. I love grape

So! In the Universe Grape is in, is a place that theres characters that are based off of fruits and veggies. Grape is technically one of the protagonists (?

I’m also working with @vam-piritz !!

There might be some tiny Content Warning!

- Grape has a real name, but she doesn’t remember her name! She ended up being called Grape due to the fact the plant on her head is a grape vine

- She was an Orphan after experiencing a hella traumatic thing with her parents cheating on one another, going down extremely badly. Now being in a foster home most of her childhood

- She has the ability to create vines! But sometimes most of the time it’s painful to create because of her declining mentality, they appear spiky and can pinch her skin, creating scars.

- Mental health plays a strong role in Grapes story, after she lost her best friend after being manipulated that they were dead. Severely got bullied in her school era made her become more emotionless and grew a violent core for a long time.

- Apple saved her life, basically.

- NOW CURRENTLY A MOTHER OF TWO AFTER HER CHILDHOOD PASSED, she was definitely not fit to be a mother because of her mental instability. But now? She loves her family, she might not physically show it, but she’d die for them.

- She likes watching her husband play the guitar, she finds it interesting.

- She likes gardening, sometimes drawing, it takes her mind off of stuff :D

- She loves desserts, her favorite is Pie.

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- She was originally from among us. 😨

WB Grape doodle for you

[burnt-french-nugget]

INTERPRETATION AU LORE TIMEEE

Tw: mentions of blood, murder and death

"When was this file made?" 

The young detective asked, looking up at the older gentleman in front of him, who was sitting at his desk that was full of papers and filed reports of different people. The young detectives dark brown eyes locked with his, waiting for him to answer. His head tilted to the side slightly, becoming more curious of the file. 

"It was not so long ago.. A few months ago, actually."

The older man replied, shifting in his chair slightly. The man then took the cup of coffee that was on his desk and took a small sip, looking down for a moment before looking back up at the young detective. He placed the cup back on his desk in silence, then got up from the chair and walked towards the younger man. 

"He's been giving us trouble for years now, ever since.." 

He trailed off, looking down to the file that he gave to the young detective. His gaze was on the picture that was taped to the file, staring at the scarred face of the man he has been dealing with for over a decade now. The man seemed to go to his own world, the surroundings starting to disappear as his eyes were glued to the picture. He quickly was brought back to his senses as he felt a slight nudge to his side, brushing it off as he started to walk away from the young man, going to the window. 

"I'm sure you already know." 

He turned his eyes away from the young detective and looked outside the window, looking into he outside world. 

"Yeah.. I know. He's the reason I wanted to be a detective.. his case is.. interesting."

The young detective spoke, his gaze lowering to the file once more.

The older man sighed, his body slightly shifting once more. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out, slowly closing it the moment after. It was clear he wanted to comment on the younger mans words, but he decided not to. But it was clear that he started his work with the same reason, yet it has been stressful and hard since the start.

He.. they finally had Jeff in their grasp. A slip up happened and he killed half of the task force and escaped. Jeff Hodek was clearly a strong and smart individual, since he got out so fast and he managed to go through security. The older man thinks Jeff wasn't working alone, though the camera's can't lie. The footage of his escape still on his mind ever since he saw it. And he started to question is Jeff even is human anymore. 

"Sir. Do you think we could.." The young detective trailed off for a moment, but then continued. "..catch him once and for all one day?" 

The older man sighed.

"In all honesty, Daniel.. I have no idea." 

He paused for a moment, turning to face the young detective.

"I've been working on his case for 15 years now.. and I finally caught him a few months back. And he-"

He stopped himself from continuing for a moment, hesitantly speaking once more. His voice was slightly softer now, almost like a whisper, a small frown on his face.

"He killed 10 people while escaping. One of them was my son, Ethan." 

He spoke the last few words shakily, clearly emotional of the topic of his now deceased son. The man took a moment to compose himself, though there was a glint of sadness in his eyes, and the younger detective knew that his grief gave more pressure onto him. It only made his mental health worse, but it made him more determined to catch Jeff and put him behind bars. 

"My condolences, sir. I'm sure he's in a better place now. And.. I'm sure well give Ethan some justice.."

Daniel said the last few words with a slight smile, trying to reassure and comfort his grieving co-worker.. even give him a little hope. The older man nodded, smiling slightly as well.

"You're right.. We can't lose hope now."

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Daniel walked along the trail, going back to the warmth of his own home. He had his work bag with him, containing the files he had got from the older detective, dressed in a black coat letting its warmth sink in as the outside temperature wasn't quite nice.. cold and windy, typical autumn weather in these parts. 

It was a busy night, people walking along with him going back to their homes, or going to a night shift job. 

He just continued to walk, his eyes peered ahead, the grip on the bag was tight, making sure it was secure. He sighed to himself, his legs becoming slightly shaky from the tiredness he felt after a long day. But he continued to walk until his eyes lit up from seeing his house. He smiled tiredly, walking up to the front door, placing his hand in the pocket of his coat, taking out the front door key. He unlocked the door, quickly going inside and locked it once more. You can never be too careful. 

He placed the bag on the floor for a moment, so he can take his coat off, hanging it on the coat rack on his left. He took the bag once more, walking into his home office so he could place them in a safer place, putting the files into the drawers. He took a last look at Jeff's file, looking at the same picture his older co-worker stared at, then placed it in the drawer with the rest. 

He took out another key and locked the drawers as well. And after that, made sure the rest of the door and windows were secured, before going to bed. 

He slipped under the covers, moving his body around to find a comfortable position, then slowly drifted to sleep. 

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"Young detective, Daniel Miller, was found dead in his home this morning at 5 am. The police was called after his neighbor, who wishes to stay anonymous, heard screaming coming from Daniel's home. As his house was inspected, it was believed he had been murdered by an individual whos is believed to be the missing female teenager Nina Hopkins. The anonymous neighbor told the police that he saw someone Nina's description running down the street as he got outside to wait for the police, and they have sworn they saw her covered in blood. Investigators believe that Nina was looking for someone's file, since Daniel's office looked quite destroyed, files thrown around everywhere. One particular fie was found 100 yards away from the murder scene, the file of our well known man that we dubbed 'The Killer', splattered in blood."

The reporter spoke as she stood in front of Daniel's home, looking into the camera and spoke into the microphone in her normal gruffy voice. She raised her brow, shifting slightly.

"The question is.. why did she kill him?.. Why did she need 'The Killers' file?.. what was she planning and why did she run away?"

She paused, glancing at Daniel's house for a moment before she spoke once more. 

"If you have any information that could help with the case, please contact the police as soon as possible. My condolences to the Miller family.. may this poor young man rest in peace."

"I'm Rebecca Moore, and this was Sunny News."

[asteix0]

hi! is it okay if i draw ur sona she’s pretty :D also can we get facts about her character

omggg? Of course you can !!! id actually cry 😭/pos

i DO IN FACT! i’ve been waiting for this thank you /j

Hope you don’t mind some lore as well!

- She’s quite a hard headed person, she doesn’t see herself smiling or expressing herself a lot. She looks tired and dead most of the time LOL

- She’s apart of a demon species that my asse didn’t develop 100% but, her mother gave her a necklace that could control her power. She was originally a human however before an incident happened.

- That power being electricity, lightning whatevs. But she can’t control it very well, sometimes hurting herself in the process. She can use it without the necklace but it becomes unstable and dangerous

- She “lost” her mother after a traumatic incident that included her parents that basically almost took her life. How her mother was lost, she transferred half of her powers to save her life, thus, making her what she is today, but the process was mentally damaging to her growing up as she lacked in both parents and huge amnesia afterwards.

- Why does she have a damaged eye? Oh, well… Someone had made a mistake. :)

- She was in a school gang for a while in her middle school days, thats why she was able to learn how to wield a bat, with her abilites she can create any weapon actually to defend herself. But she prefers that specific one!

Though she quitted after she basically almost bashed someone and electrocuting them, thus almost getting her ass in jail for attempted murder. And a certain someone. (COUGHS LFMAO)

- Though, through all of that barrier she’s actually really sweet, she’d be a good friend.

- Coffee addict. Source totally not from me

- She likes dressing up! Androgyously, she likes to explore her surroundings and learning about herself and her likes.

Me when the nyan binary hits gaehs ahegea

Basically human to demon emo phase /j