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Errorink wip...
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I came for a reason, It's a collab with Lebedek. She doesn't have a tumbler, but she does have Twitter.
https://twitter.com/Lebedek_Vika?s=09
There is a little background to this art, but it is translated from Russian, and everything can be a little complicated and unclear.
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For travelers, the Multiverse was like an entrance, where even the walls had ears, which is why, due to carelessness, rumors could spread instantly. What Error and Inkoi immediately took into account, since there were threats in this regard from all sides: that the bad guys, that the star ones foreshadowed certain difficulties; other travelers; and the universes themselves even more so. Sooner or later, of course, everything will be revealed, but no matter how hopeless it may sound, they decided to continue playing for outsiders until the last, fighting for the universes for show, remaining on their usual sides.
The snow, which once lay calmly among tall dark spruce trees, was stirred up by red bones, stained by caustic ink, and branches broke under blue threads.
The frosty air was now and then cut through by the dangerous crack of blasters. An ardent battle was going on for one of the universes, which Error had designated for destruction and, no matter what the universe was, the experienced guardians of the version usually spared no effort in battles, remembering the past, turning the matter into sparring, not giving in to the opponent, but also trying to do without any or serious injury. Everything usually ended with someone’s loss, by which the fate of the universe was already determined. But time for this decision was not always allocated immediately.
Blood sprinkled the snow and Glyuche gave a strangled hiss, clutching his ribs, and the brush was instantly thrown to the ground.Error looked at his hand and there was a burgundy mark left on it due to the mixing of blood with ink. I didn’t have time to properly defend myself from the deceptive maneuver, so I exposed myself to attack.
Ink looked around, not noticing anyone nearby, quickly jumped up to Glyucha and helped him move a little further into the thicket, away from the empty space and random extra eyes, which he really didn’t need right now.
The artist fussily examined Error’s overall appearance and shrank all over, fixing his gaze on the dangerously deep wound. He touched the bloody, torn edge of his clothing, where cracked bright ribs were visible, and from under them the light of a glitchy blue soul was breaking through. It was dangerously close to the wound.
-“I’m sorry, I didn’t calculate the strength, I didn’t want it to happen like this, it seemed that you would dodge, as you always did,”- Ink rattled anxiously. “Please forgive me, let’s go home soon, I’ll heal everything,” he continued to worry, darting his gaze from the wound to his face. Glitchy.
But he no longer cared about the pain, he was more amazed at the reaction of his opponent - they had stopped trying to kill each other too long ago, so such fuss about his health made him embarrassed. Even during the times of enmity, there were similar cases when he was treated by an artist after battles to the point of death, but now it felt different after they became closer and stopped competing in the number of broken bones.This care on the part of the artist... he gently put his hand on top of the artist's hand and looked at him with tenderness. There was not a drop of anger or resentment in his gaze.
-"Wait, let's stand a little longer... like this, next to each other."
Ink looked up in surprise at Glyuche and chuckled quietly, calming down a little.
-“Only if it’s a little, then I’ll drag you home, I won’t let you bleed,” - he took Error by the hand.
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I missed one of the days because it was not very successful.
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2- In the blue sky that I see
One bright star is burning
It's yours stars Oh angel my
It's always yours you know
3 Dream- What is wrong, my son? Are you not in the mood?
Ink- It's just that someone decided to leave me and not wear a pair suit.
4-Explanation, he sits in a meat grinder, a reference to the game Tiny Bunny.
me when Error
ribbit, please beat up jax
my third eye just opened
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to me, cdream in s2 specifically would be basically the same as in s1, maybe just personality-wise. But he would definitely be much happier while still being his weird self. To be honest, cdream isn’t really human, even if he looks the part, he just isn’t. He struggles with empathy and being normal in general (killing random animals for no reason or destroying things because he feels like it), but surprisingly he’s still far better than s1 cdream. s2 cdream would hang out with ctommy all day, and both would talk and just enjoy each other’s company, with ctommy keeping cdream in check while being his main influence and inspiration for how to be human. All while s1 cdream would bomb, kill, revive, and kill again the whole server just to have a tiny bit of that connection.
cdisc duo reminds of growing up, ctommy being that awkward age that is neither child or teen, and cdream being an adult but not feeling like one. Somehow, both are envious of one another
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