Often times mean-spirited, rude, stubborn, cowardish and above all, a pain to deal with. He likes to push people away and the few that stick close to him see that beneath hollow nicknames and harsh teasing, a guy with lots of communication issues is trying not to show its face.
Mason is currently 23ys, plays the drums in New Hul's uncovered gem band: The Saturday's Leftovers and is studying for a degree in bio-physics. He likes to hang around parks in hus free time and if you ever need a partner in crime, he's your guy.
What issues may this little critter face? Aside from the usual and mundane struggle, the fact he falls for someone that is far gentler (and frail) than him. How do you get a thorn and a balloon to hug? I'm not sure, ask him at the end of the story.
Aviv wants to bathe, Adara, the snake demon, has other plans.
Adara uses a bell on her tail to will the willing. The only catch is they can’t know that the bell does this. Like Aviv, if you do know what will happen, its effect is void. Kinda like Pavloving your enemy, but your enemy already knows youre tryina Pavlov 😭
I have a confession to make... I haven't seen a single episode of V3 but im in love with the design and I wanted to make my own little "modern" take on him. I based it on firefighter clothes for some reason. I will post the finished piece soon.
Funky boy-failure man my beloved I adore him, I swear I'm normal about him...
Did this on a whim, I almost never do fanart but Zeztz just spoke to me on a deeper level - if any Toku/KR fans watched Zeztz's first ep hit me up so we can yap 🗣
Oof, anyways, I might be posting more about my KR OC soon or about other OCs in general
This is her using the "Rock" K-Set Key (On "Play Mode"). She summons rocky knuckles that sure will knock out any underling and even a possible big monster of the week. I'm also juggling the idea of outfit changes according to the Key she uses. This is still prettty much a WIP and I hope to finish it soon.
The commonly quiet town of New Hul has found itself wrapped in a shroud of mistery as strange devices have started appearing on the hands of those who cling to their past a bit too strongly. The rise of monsters - The Discores - has both baffled and concerned the folks.
An enigmatic organisation known as The Institute, promises to clean the streets from these dangers. However, unbeknownst to anyone, the lab rats at there know more than they let on.
Those who have had the misfortune to encounter a Discore, and survived, tell blurry rumors of their font of power. A small disc like object, akin to a CD, that is then fused with whoever weilds it, turning them into creatures of unknown strength and feats who stop at nothing as they rampage towards their own wicked and egotistical desires. The fear sinks in the town as a chill that runs down one's spine.
All seems to shift on an autumn's afternoon. 22-year-old Annette (Anne, for most folks) walked down her usual path, heading to her apartment block. Her mind filled with the usual thoughts of a self-sustsained-but-also-burnt-out-young-adult-who-struggles-to-make-ends-meet.
That was until the sudden appearance of a Discore caught her completely off guard. The monster seemed to be on a frenzy, wrecking havoc without a care. Anne tried to run but the creature fixed their destructive sight on her. Managing a narrow escape, she turned a corner and bumped directly into another person. The stranger, a woman with a striking raven black hair, wore a jacket with the recognisable symbol of The Institute as well as carrying a metallic briefcase, which in typical fashion, dropped open once it hit the ground.
Inside it, a strange device was stored. It resembled an old cassette players and even what could be described as literal cassettes were inside of it.
"Hey- Watch it-!" The woman exclaimed, but her annoyed tone was halted by a visceral scream from the approaching, and still lurking, Discore.
Strangely, the peculiar device seemed to automatically turn on. A robotic yet slightly distorted voice was heard "99.99% Match - Best Candidate"
"What? A candidate?" Unbothered by the incoming danger, the woman turned to the device then looked up at a dumbfounded Anne who was clutching her hands close to her chest. "You! It read your signal... you're a-" Her claim was cut by the appearance of the monster, who followed the trail of noise towards the prone women.
Without missing a beat, the stranger stood up just as the creature was winding for an attack. She picked up and closed the briefcase and with remarkable speed grabbed one of Anne's wrist to pull her out. The pair soon were running away from the Discore, with no clear plan ahead.
"W-wait. Let g-go" Anne exclaimed, yet the grip of the stranger was determined on the contrary of her request. She lead Anne into a small alleway and turned to open the briefcase. Anne stared at the woman with concern and a hint of fear. However, in that moment, only one thought ran through the head of Delilah as her hands took out the device. She turned to gaze up at Anne and simply said "You'll transform now" as if it made sense.
Before Anne could retort, Delilah stood up in a flash and pushed the device directly near Anne's abdomen. As it made contact, a metallic strip formed, akin to a belt but instead of adjusting to the woman's waist, it hanged a bit loosely "Huh, guess that's why it said .99..." Delilah murmured dryly while Anne tried to understand what even was going on. But, there was no time to think as the monster started catching up.
On one of Delilah's hands, one small cassette was stored, it had a tag that read "Rock". She quickly inserted it into the device and without glancing up at Anne, pressed one of the buttons in the device whose symbol was of a triangle.
Once again, the robotic voice, now echoing in the alleyway and standing strong against the sound of the crazed Discore's steps. "Starting Mix - Key Located: Rock - Play On"
In a flash, Anne's body began to cover from head to toe, locking her inside what could best be described as some sort of strange armor. Her sight took a few seconds to adjust but at last, she was able to open her eyes and in that second, a special beat crossed her heart.
In that alleyway, a confused young woman had just been thrown into a path few could dare walk. However, one can only move forward, and for little ol' Anne, it was time to face the music that now suddenly began playing in front of her.
That is Kamen Rider Mix's origin, her story though, that is a tune for another day.
Enough yapping holy- I need to send Toei an E-Mail I swear.
Redesigned my Kamen Rider OC a bit, I feel more satisfied with the small changes.
I kinda wanted to show the Rider being female so I tried to give it a more recognisable body shape, I did base myself on a another drawing as a reference but tried to change some things to keep my own version distinct.
Anyways, her whole motiff and theme is centered around music, her Driver is quite literally a Cassette Player. The gimmick is inserting a K-Set Key (Basically a Cassette) which channels a specific power related to a music genre (Rock, Pop, Jazz, etc).
Most of the power-ups are fairly simple, consisting in either Melee, Range or Utility.
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