#stormbite oc

[6h37]

nike of samothrace but give her a bad attitude and bionics

(w/o bionics)

((brief sb lore and rant below))

nike is the ""bodyguard"" for a pair of risio performers who don't really need one, but was hired on anyway as her Ruby team had already replaced her moved on by the time she relearned how to function. she and her charges all bonded over the fact that they have virtually the same name

thus, she still has ties with core and arcda even though she's not technically an elite anymore. she still keeps tabs on the situation there, and has no outward animosity for them, but she's not exactly friendly with the local bunker

she's super excitable and high-energy and has a habit of getting into fights she can't win against people who will stop at nothing. she's a type-4 based on a dark morph eleonora's falcon, and was basically skip and omen's tour guide around greece on a mission of theirs i have written down only in my head

anyways lore over

every few months i there is a statue i get obsessed over for no reason?? previously it was like the statue of liberty n now its the winged victory of samothrace

though the statue of freedom has my brain now i think cuz of that one monument mythos video, art maybe at some point

[6h37]

finished some wing refs for the gang ₍₍(ง°-°)ว⁾⁾

[6h37]

updated record form id pictures for the gang

i decided savannah was here to stay as well, so she's got a face now too

i've been in a weird art funk the past few months n had no motivation to draw, so here's attempt no.1 of trying to get out of that

[6h37]

Skip n Omen references? I think?? I just wanted to draw them (plus bonus savannah who i somehow mistook for an a6m zero (i don't know why i thought that)) I gave Omen clone trooper armour because 1. it looks cool and is fun to draw and 2. is the only type of """futuristic""" armour I can reasonably draw that doesn't look either ancient greek or unreasonably medieval

[6h37]

feral

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"Skip! Skip, listen to me! Think about what you're doing!"

The raptorial shriek he got in response was not the kid he knew.

Her deep brown irises were narrowed to animalistic slits, teeth bared as she tried to wrestle him out of the sky. She was looking for a meal, and she had found one.

"You're better than this, Skip, snap out of it!"

He couldn't take his eyes off hers; the silver accents of her uniform bottoms and the primal look in her eyes was harrowing. To become feral was like a disease, starting slow until it overtook your mind completely. He had seen many synths succumb; not even the highest-ranking Diamonds were immune to it.

But his kid...

They spiralled towards the dusty grassland below. Not sixteen hours ago they were skipping rocks, the pastime that had borne her name, and now she didn't know him.

She warned him, she warned him days ago, he knew it. He had joked and she did not laugh.

"Skip, please!"

[6h37]

skiprock n valkyrie doodle i have things to do today and was told to get to bed at a reasonable time and yet it is 04:30 (these two were more important)