so for the 13th prompt we have wings, so here are some sketches of some of my favorite winged people. Specifically Warlic, Warlicia and Gaster.
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so for the 13th prompt we have wings, so here are some sketches of some of my favorite winged people. Specifically Warlic, Warlicia and Gaster.
"And so long as I am content, well, the world keeps spinning as usual" Is your that why our shit so so fucked up
My brother showed up in my kingdom, for the first time in hundreds of years since he fell, and comes storming in, out of his mind with hatred and grief, takes several phalanxes of our hard working soldiers, as well as loyal Elemental Citizens and whatever the hell those goblin pests are, trashes Atalea and forces them out of their localized space to Lore, literally tears open portals wherever the hell he wants and raises our father from the dead temporarily. My kingdom is in chaos, people in my kingdom have called for his removal from existence, the diplomats are disgusted, I’ve had numerous attempts on my life and there has even been talk of coups.
You’ll forgive me if I don’t have time to clean up his favorite sandbox. Now, if you’ll excuse me, Her Imperial pain in my ass is calling and I must answer her. She has to be the worst thing I’ve inherited from our father.
[≈] (from Xan)
Warlicia:
You're locked in a room with Jaania. What do you do?
Warlic: I’ll erase her memories so she can’t remember anything and everything is back to normal! it’s a brilliant plan* taps his fingers while thinking* I will apologize to her for everything I did wrong to her.
Warlicia: I’ll be civil around her. But if she attacks and tries to kill me…. Well.. lets hope it doesn’t come to that.
Xan is burning and depressed because you goaded him, Jaania is a maniac that took Lore by storm because of your mistakes, you helped an unstable if well-meaning psychopath get a dragon, you let your apprentice anger gods for a lesson, half of you caused the destruction of a planet singlehandedly, the other doomed the survivors in a desert-- you're not an archmage, you're disgrace. The most helpful thing you could do now is to sit down and do no more. Forever. (Signed, ~Culpa, spirit of guilt)
Warlic: * locks himself up in his room because everything the anon said felt true and several stabs to the heart *
Warlicia:
OOC: Damn you live up to your title well Culpa
Silence (for Warlicia)
Warlicia: D:
Arrow of Cupid... With Condor!
Warlic grabs one of Conder’s arm and the other grabs the other arm.
Warlic: Condor is mine! * pulls her closer to himself*
Warlicia: No, she’s mine! * pulls Condor closer*
Warlic: I met her/him first!
Warlicia: I’m closer to Condor than you!
* both of them glares at each other, not wanting to share Condor*
Xan: "Warlicia..you've come back..."
Warlicia: X-xan… * Runs to the pyromancer and hugs him as tight as she can* I’m not leaving you again! * cries tears of joy* I found a way to stay here. I won’t-I won’t disappear anymore…!
Warlic: *ahem* We found a way…