Apr 20, 2023
new oc. his name is lonnie and they're a he/they half-werewolf surfer. also reminder that i have a funky little oc blog @mo-cs :3
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new oc. his name is lonnie and they're a he/they half-werewolf surfer. also reminder that i have a funky little oc blog @mo-cs :3
Been working oncharacters n stuff for my Art of Game Design class.
Meet Aeber's parents Cyril and Magus!! And ofc aeber!
I also have our lovely cleric Godfrey on the third image!!
Sadly I do not have an image of Daedrick, but when I do (and remember) I'll post him here <3
this is ia shes gay and i dont have a campaign to play her in but i love her
There was a dress I saw on tumblr that SCREAMED my oc Titiri, so I made it into a wedding gown and drew her in it :D
Emi’s First Impression~°•☆
Eminence Mauve stepped out of her cousin’s pickup, and immediately regretted wearing flip-flops. They were on a private beach, in the Lower East Side of Manhattan. The sand was coarse and rocky beneath her feet, but as they began their way through the tall, barrier-like sand dunes, the sand became smoother and harder to walk through.
Emi could hear the waves of the ocean, but couldn’t see any water through the tall, wispy grass that covered all the sand dunes. The air was salty, a smell Emi loved, and could never get used to. There was a low rustle of cars and city noises faintly providing a soundtrack to drown out her pounding heart beat.
As they found the end of the path, Emi and her cousin, John, were greeted by a clearing. There was a small bonfire pit, surrounded by all kinds of lawn chairs and table-like things. There was various clutter in the sand, half buried trash and empty bottles. Anywhere there could be one, there was an ashtray.
Behind it all was an old, dirty RV, that had clearly been sitting here for sometime. The tires were half buried in the sand, and the windows were all caked with ocean-dust. The RV had a pullout canopy, that also looked like it hadn’t been rolled up in ages. There were rips all in it, making the sun shine down unevenly through the cracks. Emi noticed it was a drivable RV, but that it likely wouldn’t run anymore, as the whole front end was hooked up to an impressive generator. Whoever lived here clearly wasn’t planning on leaving any time soon.
John walked right up to the door of the RV, and knocked three times. Emi hung back by the chairs. John motioned for her to join him but Emi shook her head, absolutely terrified. She hated meeting new dealers for the first time, you never know what you’ll get when you’re buying weed in Manhattan.
To Emi’s delight, and surprise, a tall, beautiful woman opened the door. She was tan, but not unnaturally, with a lot of her smooth, tattooed skin showing. She had on black ladies gym shorts, and a old, faded tank top, hand-cut to have long arm holes. There was an 80s rock band plastered on the front of it, but the decal was so worn most of it had fallen off. Emi could clearly see that she wasn’t wearing a bra, and averted her eyes. The most striking part of her appearance was her waist-length, forest green hair. It was thick, and a bit matted, but in a way that worked with her long, elegant face. Her whole face was perfectly symetrical and had Emi swooning easily. She turned her hazel eyes to Emi and made every hair on Emi’s body stand up.
Suddenly Emi couldn’t use any of her senses. Her vision became blurry, all she could hear was her heartbeat. She couldn’t even smell the salt air anymore. She didn’t know what to say, or what to call this woman, so she just smiled shyly and tried to calm her racing heart.
“So, John says you need a new weedman.” The green siren said, in Emi’s direction. Her big, hazel eyes blinking at Emi, made thinking of a response so much harder than it should’ve been.
“Uh…yeah. My last guy got picked up.” Emi rambled on, wondering why I’m earth you’d say that to a dealer.
Instead of being put off, the dealer laughed. “I probably knew ‘em.” She came down from the doorway of the RV and walked right up to Emi, extending a hand. “My name’s Viridian Dartmouth, but that makes me sound like a super villian, so I just go by Ian.”
With a shaking wrist, Emi reached out and shook her hand. “Eminence Mauve.”
Just a lil thwombly
Its like hes shiny or something???
I need help on which colours i want grrr
AHHHHH I HATE DRAWING LINELESS BUT GOD IS IT WORTH IT.
My OC Nau in BOTW Gerudo garb UuU
I tried :’D