#mopple

[hyzenthlayroseart]

Finally finished my drawing of all the sheep from The Sheep Detectives.

Sir Richfield ended up being the hardest one for me to draw, I kept having to redraw him over and over which was a big reason why this took me a while lol.

[gas1le]

Hi, Ray Hi, Mopple

from the from the

promised neverland sheep detective

[dichotomous-tastes]

Spoiler warning for The Sheep Detectives

Just watched The Sheep Detectives, and I have feelings about Mopple. This poor sheep has spent his entire life carrying everything, and he can never talk to anyone about any of it. It makes me think of the Receiver of Memory job in the Giver, though it's way less insidious.

[sillyshura]

THE DRAKER

[paternusheredes]

A Prelude to Dreams:

stole my darling @synostosic 's idea of an oc-centric blog, go check them out NOW to be in god's finite favor. also I needed a place to organize my thoughts and progress, so this was born!

Sideblog of @bagelcult .

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I will tag posts according to their respective world/title and character (if i remember to). Asks are open. Dm's are open but don't expect quick responses (my life is entropic).

More detailed reference sheets will be linked later; brief summaries are below.

All of my characters will be tagged with their respective source, character's name, "ocs," and "my art."

other tags:

"ghostpost" - Carillon-related

Titles within Machines of Perpetual Motion (series):

Carillon - (30k and counting) An urban fantasy novel(?) set in the early 2000s. Features a cast of four main protags that come from wildly different walks of life. The story is told in the 3rd person POV of Martin Sallow, a green haired freak with freckles and an anxiety disorder or two. He picks up his life and leaves town after contracting Revenant's Disease, (a late gift from his father, a man that he has no recollection of), and sets off to put things back into balance. Little does he know that he has bitten off far more than he can chew, and soon he will find himself doing things that previously only existed in his mind as nightmare fuel.

This is my most worked on solo project so far, expect many posts related to it.

The Body Lies; /Solivagant/ - (unwritten) A nomadic necromancer in Canada has their life thrust into motion after they meet one very strange zealot, Amaya. When her past comes back for more, Otto finds themself struggling against Amaya's old grudges in ways that were never expected. Rage burns brightest in abandonment, and the couple may have to give up their life together to put an end to old mistakes. Also, plenty of cannibalism occurs.

This one is still in the development process, but it has a decent amount of plot within it already. I plan to focus on it more as Carillon continues.

St. Peter Sings Coyote - (unwritten) A southern train-hopper takes an accidental trip to Mexico, narrowly avoiding a religious war. Oblivious to the horror they've left behind, they begin to delve into the strange events that have been occuring around the small town they're stranded in; only to be knocked back into reality as the war slowly seeps into the desert they now call home.

Very underdeveloped. One of my newer projects, I plan on fleshing (literal) it out a bit in the future.

Independent titles:

The Ides of March - (<1k) A small-town horror story about a child that could not be helped. A take on the concept of "female hysteria," child abuse, and mental illness. More of a political commentary than a fictional story, but it still qualifies as magical realism.

Project: Headlights - (unwritten) In a very classic sci-fi setting, big computers now run most of the world's processes. One very successful developer, Az Osborne, has dedicated his life to the computers that he's created. Only, he desires to give them a life of their own, and is willing to sacrifice his own to achieve this. His devoted apprentice, Simon Cadaver, now carries the weight of this project on his shoulders. And he may find that the weight is far too heavy.

I Beheaded Mercy - (unwritten) An average man, Eddie Achaeus finds himself unsatisfied with his life. His one true love, a girl he's never met, drives him to better himself. But without a strong foundation, he's sure to crumble. He's always found dogs to be man's best friend, and desires to live a life of natural balance. But the bitterness within him is all human, and it may not find the transition to be all that easy. And he finds that the love he so longs for drifting away from him with ease.

[number-one-admirer-blog]

you + popple = cute couple

"He's kinda cute.."

[thunder-sass-blog]

MOLLY, MOLLY, LOVELY ENTHRALLIN' MOLLY

There was once a dirty little green man. He was the kind of man that hardly ever let things go. Now that doesn't have to always be such a bad trait, he wouldn't have gathered all of his legitimate skills he used in illegitimate ways without that endearing personality trait of his. The target of the now was Wakeport to this very day.

Four weeks to be exact. After the equally dirty bros left him alone to be a badass against that total tank of a secret security guard slash gardener, he was left with honorable injuries, more than any ninji could even ask for.

“Psh. Six weeks?” The doctor had told him. “Boo! Boo! Half o' that is all I'll stand for!” The icon of this story exclaimed to no one or to us? “All I need jus' one arm. Huh!” He was healed of a sprang ankle, but his arm was still broken and in recovery.

Such things doesn't stop Popple, as already stated by the legendary man himself. He has learned (himself, not from sources) that the owner of that kooky house of rarity gone by the name of Pi'illoper. He was also a beanish—his specialty to swipe from. Stealing beans blind was something so spoken of he was a thing on the internet; true story.

And he was going to BREATHE immortality into the depths of his aging legend. He already began to scale the building—in broad daylight like a professional with one arm and two perfectly good legs made for scaling and brick block kicking, see? Something he's certain he'll have to impressive attempt again later. Anyway, it was all going good (see), all until he saw a 'dame' walking by with the prophetic insight of this second floor window. Shadow thieves only ever had less than five seconds to pick between things to steal. Within those five seconds, not only did they have to choose what to steal, but THE CHALLENGE behind it. Legendary Popple always done things the utmost hardest way and always reaped the highest quality valuables. He drops from the reaches of the window and down on his not so perfectly good leg.

“Yeeee-eeeoowch!!” He hollers out through his massive jaw that housed the most beautiful chompers.

To his excellently planned strategy, the dame whose orange hair cascaded to the longest hes seen hair fall. Youthful (but not too youthful) blue eyes that were so wide and full of life and energy. He nearly forgot the lighting bolt surging up and down from the tip of his foot to his hip.

“Wowie! You just fell outta no where, mister!” Voice outta the heavens he fell from. “You alright? Is your teeny lil leg okay?”

“Ey, ey, ey, ey. This leg been through a lot in Wakeport dese past few weeks. A'ight? Can't a cuite like ya give dis wonderful hard workin' guy some slack?” The word 'bro' is forever tainted by the beardos.

“Whoa y'speak really faster, mister!” She then giggles afterward, “okay I can 'giva ya some slack'.” She places a hand on the side of her face, a little rosy and pleased to be called cute. “Thanks for the compliment...but are you sure you're alright? Don't you need help?”

Hearts are much harder to steal.

“Well, if ya insist, angel, then I'm all for being helped by an upstandin' citizen like yous!”

“Hahaha, you're funny. What's your name?” She asked. Just as she finished speaking, she scooped him up carefully into her hold. “I'm Mona, what's your name, funny man?” “Can I jus' stay as funny man to and for ya?” Because with the way she's still laughing at him, he might as well be known as another alias; The funny man.

A story this good can only be told through several chapters.

  (CURSE YOU, BEEBS. But ahhh I need to observe Popple more as well as Mona eff. I took a chunk out and saved it for  chapter 2. Gimme all the crit cause I'm highly unfamiliar with the voice of Pops and Mona.)