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Ello.

Take this art and consume it if you wish. (You might get poisoned idk)

The first:

MaxwellDesignPro

(if anyone wanna make FA, heres the ref you can use! :D)

Next one (this ones a joke character but goofy enough):

FLIPSTER

Also heres a possible Twiddlefinger concept of Maxwell and Max:

LOSTCAUSE

Ok thats enough for now. Ill release doodles soon sooooo I wish you a good day/night :D

#max design pro fanart #MaxwellDesignPro #FLIPSTERTHEGOOBER #twiddlefinger #mdp #mdp oc

Ive been thinking long and decided to release some lore for Maxwell. Im still working on it since i wanna try and change some stuff but i think right now it might be good for people to decide if its good.

When Martha gave birth to Max, she got the news that she got twins, Max and his (older due to time) twin, who soon came to be Maxwell. Martha was happy about the two, feeling pure happiness at the sight of the two, but there was something different between the two. While Max looked entirely normal, Maxwell was entirely different from his brother. He had his left eye dilated and his eye slightly ripped, his tail a bit taller than normal. Jeff didnt like those changes, and had no good intentions for him. As they got home, Jeff took Maxwell and threw him into the basement, locking him in the closet. He would go days on end, starving for even a crumb (which dont worry he does find) and anything for hydration. Years went by and the kids became what they are today, but one was suffering. In the basement, Maxwell was searching for stuff he could use in the basement. Shelter, food, clothes, drinks, anything really. At some time, Maxwell found a dark grey sweater and clothes, so he put them on. While he was doing that, several injuries appeared on him, his tail slightly ripping off, his arms weak as he barely could hold a box, his ear aching and a constant ringing in his head. Yet he persevered and went on, eventually learning to stitch. He stitched his tail and arms, his other ear so it wouldnt fall off. Before you ask, he was able to break the closet open so he could move around the basement, which is why his arms are weak. As days went on, a curious Max heard the loud banging in the basement, and, bold enough, went down there. He took a flashlight and shined through the basement, searching for whatever was making that noise, but little did he know, he met a familiar someone, a person who was deemed a lostcause.