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Disorientation
Warning! Post Contains: Past Trauma, Childhood Trauma, Blood, Bullet, Bullet Wound, and Flesh.
Finally finished my drawing of Otsana! I’m kinda proud of this one, so this is her memory before she joined the Ministry. Also, I wanted to do some animal eye shine on Otsana, to show that she isn’t human… well she kinda is, but we all know she is a werewolf. (Also: I really thought that it would be cool ;-;)
From her childhood to now as an adult! Girl had a rough time as you’ll see, before going into the post I will paste the warning one last time before y’all see.
For now, I do hope you enjoy!
Warning! Post Contains: Past Trauma, Childhood Trauma, Blood, Bullet, Bullet Wound, and Flesh.
“Ever since I could remember… if I can remember… as a child, my transformation has been a painful process. Yet… I felt more afraid while I was transforming, my pain was there of course… but I felt panicked? As if I wasn’t suppose to transform, but as a child, I didn’t have full control of it like today. Unfortunately, that’s all I can remember there… or so I thought.”
“My teen years are also foggy, but I found myself alone and feeling my primal urge to kill anything I see just to eat for my survival… so I allowed it in willingly… by the stars I deeply regret it, to this day it brought me fear upon feeling myself being thrown to the side and watched myself rip and shred an animal just to devour it… I vowed to make sure I eat before I do my part for the Ministry.”
“My final memory…. Oh…. I thought the man succeed in killing me… then again I… I did chase him and his children. I don’t remember their faces, but I remember his rifle pointed close-range at me… and fired. The burning… the pain… ahh… thankfully I was able to heal it off, kinda, but I didn’t want to be there. I was able to escape to treat my wound… now as a scar to make sure I remember that very day, and to never mess up… that’s all I could really remember…”
“I believe I got enough money to move into the United Kingdom, just so I can start fresh and away from people… yet I and the Ministry crossed paths, and now the rest is history. Sadly, no matter how hard the Ministry tries to make me forget EVERYTHING from my past, only my full name and three pieces of my memory remains…”
“I put myself under Marmalisation to make sure to keep myself in check, as well as my wolf-side in check. I don’t want to bring harm to a soul, unless I have no choice if my life is in danger. The times I use it is for intimidation, locking my patience in place, locate anyone who is hiding, boosting my hypnosis, and of course… combat if needed. In my stay however, I developed a second way of hypnotism or stunning a group. I’ve painted white and yellow spots on my gray fur, and preformed ether a small dance or shake myself to flash my spots out. Creating a mesmerizing effect. Surprisingly, it worked. Thus, I’ve became a living Stage 3 and 5 of Marmlisation, a very handy discovery.”
“My name is Otsana Risa, I am one of the head Scientists and Hypnotist for the Ministry of Joy and The Sanctuary. I am a being that holds a secret that only the Higher Ups of the Ministry or my trusted Colleagues know… People call my kind Werewolves, Dogmen, or Lycans. I don’t care what they call me… except the words “Pup” or “Puppy”… I find them annoying… as if they are calling me weak. I. Am. Not…”
he’s here to have a good time and tell people about the joys of marmalisation!
What was supposed to be a Smiler-themed sketch dump turned into a silly little comic about me having an unfortunate run-in with a crowd of smiling advocates.
...Or did I? O_o Maybe it was all in my head...?
((The “pickaxe axe” that the little devil-me is referring to is an item from the game Terraria. It’s both a pickaxe and an axe, and can perform the functions of both.))
Smile always!!!
Huggz, but a bit more realistic
Huggz with a comically large mallet :]