#mr bag

[valdevia]

1976, a hot summer day. You are playing in the backyard when you notice a smell, like trash that's been left out for too long. Mom calls from inside: “Lunch is ready! Come in and stop playing with that sprinkler!” That's when you see it.

Mr. Bag is a monster by @sssslimyswampghostttt!

[gengarghast]

Hey tumblr people I wanna know which spooky guy is your favorite

Which (main) Trevor Henderson cryptid is your favorite?

Siren Head

Cartoon Cat

Long Horse

Big Charlie/Nugget family

Bridge Worm

The Man with the Upside-Down Face

Mr. Bag

God of Chickens

Voting ended onAug 17, 2023

[b00bconnoisseur]

Camtober Day 2: "Cats"

@sadamericanorca this Mr. Baggy! (Also ik i said i was only using a mechanical pencil but then i ended up using my gel pen and blendy stump too) But anyway, hope you like it!

[tyrus-endgayme-confirmed]

*Cyrus and TJ are in PE, playing baseball*

Cyrus: I'm gay.

TJ: Oh? So you and I play for the same team, then.

Cyrus: Huh?

Cyrus: What are you talking about? Mr. Bag put us on different teams.

TJ: No no, I mean we both swing the same way.

Cyrus: Uh . . . Is that some kind of baseball reference?? You know I know nothing about sports!

TJ: CYRUS NO I'M TRYING TO TELL YOU I'M GAY AS WELL!

Cyrus: Well duh, I knew that.

Cyrus: But what does that have to do with baseball??

[gengarghast]

Which is your favorite lesser Trevor Henderson entity?

Anxious Dog

Bonesworth

The Smile Room

Good Boy

The Angel

The Man in the Red Room

The Needle

The Piecemeal Men

The Clatter

Mr Bag

Other (Reblog with your choice!)

Voting ended onAug 24, 2023

Entity description + images below, for any that are unfamiliar with the ones listed!

Anxious Dog: Appears to anyone it's not currently hunting as a large white dog, specifically a greyhound. Seeing it from your peripheral vision shows it for what it truly is. Constantly laughs, though most can't hear it. Will act like a dog, if you treat it like one.

Bonesworth: Once Bonesworth (named after a once-popular phone game said to be key to summoning him) has latched onto "his favourite", he's almost impossible to get rid of. Only able to be seen by the person he is currently following, Bonesworth often brings insomnia and sickness.

The Smile Room: A wormhole between our universe and the mouth of some sleeping, near-dead entity of unfathomable size, any abandoned room or space could become a "smile room". Anyone drawn in is decimated (much like a black hole), though it may make ambulatory hosts as a last resort.

Good Boy: Absolutely not a dog.

The Angel: Those who see the angel receive visions and swear that they've been touched by divinity, despite the unique appearance of the entity. When it shows itself, witnesses swear that it's an ethereal being not of this world, though the marks it leaves behind say otherwise.

The Man in the Red Room: People who dream him insist it's a man. Not much is known. The red room is his prison, the specifics of which tends to change depending on the person. Always dirty and empty. He can reach out while people dream. He needs us. He is trying to escape.

The Needle: A cryptid seen in small cities and rural towns across the Midwest. Often seen clambering through the trees, giving a lucky hunter just enough time to snap a blurry photo. The unlucky ones are found pinned to the trees, their skin loose and sagging.

The Piecemeal Men: They think they're from the government. Small men in hats and coats, like a paranoiac's dream. If they decide you owe, they will get into your house each night and take a piece of you, pulling rusted saws and knives from beneath their coats, until you are gone.

Smile Owls: Carnivorous and predatory hunters that work together to take down larger prey. Very adept at mimicry, often learning and repeating snippets of words and phrases from stalking previous kills to use as bait later.

The Clatter: Lonesome entity made of discarded antlers of all shapes and sizes. Haunts rest stops, hunting blinds, and tourist traps in secluded woodsy areas. It’s named after the horrendous noises it makes when it moves, and its cry is like the wind blowing through bones.

Mr. Bag: ERROR: NO OFFICIAL DESCRIPTION FOUND

[arosafee]

Just some drawing practice. :)