#oc:chris

[mythyk-art]

Happy Aro Awareness Week!

[samyundercover]

A little comic I did as practise (I know it doesn't make sense..it's totally out of context)

[doubly-magic]

guys is doing the lineart for an animatic on paper a bad idea

(the frames that are blank are blank bc i want the bg for those to be the same & i need to go out & buy tracing paper to make sure they dont shift weird when i cut between frames)

[lostingham]

New caracters !!✨

[samyundercover]

OC Aesthetic: Chris

(all pictures from pinterest)

[samyundercover]

New OC: Chris Smith

[beowulfs-booty-call]

Making my own universe

So, I imagine some of you guys ought to be seeing those ask OC’s in my blog, and, yes, I’ve made an OC!

But what I’m also doing is making my own little... series, if you will.

The world is Oblivion, the lingering unknown that no one really knows about. Is it Limbo? Is it Purgatory? No one really knows, here in Oblivion. 

The demons and monsters that inhabit it’s folds hold no memories of their previous lives, if at all, the universe itself is said to be a bubble dimension of which is stuck between an interdimensional rift. So, in obstinate oblivion, the inhabitants live with no real sense of time and place, the gods of other cultures and religions all end up here, randomly, called from their own travels across the rifts. Seasons are measured by the Gods controlling them, Hades and Persephone reign as club owners, where Persephone sings sultry tunes as the general weather is that of dreary rain, light and muggy.

Sun doesn’t shine much, but when it does, it’s always fleeting, and the nights are almost perpetual.

If anything, the perfect place to explore with some sultry lounge music and detective noire bossa novas.

The “surface” world is frankly just what little the monsters recall of their former existences, long forgotten to the universe’s own ability to rend them unusable.

The OC I made in question is Chris, the demon you might have seen before. He’s a half incubus half warlock hybrid who seeks to remember what’s out there, who he really is, and just why doesn’t anyone remember anything of their lives before? To even make a living, as Oblivion has delved far too much into sins and lusts, Chris works as a stripper, think Chippendales, really, under Hades. His stage name is Demitri, from his time as an Incubus, and so “Demi” works back and forth. It’s a steady job, and it affords him a good loft with the demons under his service (I always tag them as Lilim, or Moh Shuvuuh, or even Parvati) and a little extra on the side to study magic and hexes with his familiar, Gouto.

Canon wise, he doesn’t have anyone he really sticks out with, mainly as Oblivion makes the memories of the prior times fade out unless they are really close, and so Chris sticks by himself. He’s just a forlorn guy, but a classic joker and optimist. Had it not been for Oblivion... Maybe he’d be different...

But he’s fine with that, for now, he’s got the questions occupying his mind.

It’s the people around him, however, that seems to be more preoccupied with his thoughts...

[beowulfs-booty-call]

This is God's gift to me