#vonis ocs

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birthday doodles

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Adult Transgender Monster Women Swim

[Want art? Yeah? Do ya?]

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I was doing some OC artwork and this is what I made. Eventually, I'll load up everything in my clip studio paint and clean it up, but the sketches themself I actually really liked.

The first two images are of Amelia, and the heads I made were from concepting how she should look, from features to hair. The final head next to the full body is what I decided on, and her little outfit is so cute! She's a necromancer with a lot of love in her heart, so I made her a heart staff, the colors match her kimono. Amelia was meant to be an elf, but I ended up forgetting to draw her pointy ears, so its up in the air if I go back and change it or just keep her current design for the level she was at.

The woman at the bottom is my dwarf thief Alya. She has her thick fluffy beard and classy moustache (one of the few characters I made that has both, actually. She uses her primary weapon, the cross bow, and she likes to dress in various animal themed clothing. In these images, when I drew her at this particular level, she was wearing a lot of kitty clothing, so I wanted to represent that in this drawing. Her crossbow is curved and wicked, she spends hours cleaning and taking care of it.

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Pengacara OC Kaligis Diperiksa Kejagung, Kasusnya Menghebohkan!

Jakarta, EDITOR.ID,- Pengacara kondang Otto Cornelis (OC) Kaligis kembali berurusan dengan hukum. Kali ini OC Kaligis diperiksa Kejaksaan Agung (Kejagung RI) dalam kasus dugaan suap vonis bebas Ronald Tannur. OC Kaligis diperiksa untuk Zarof Ricar dan Lisa Rahmat yang menjadi tersangka kasus itu. Kepala Pusat Penerangan Hukum Kejaksaan Agung (Kapuspenkum) Harli Siregar mengungkapkan penyidik…

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Aaand finally the OTR crew! That marks all the icons I need for art fight!

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the invention of love

sita x oc (yes, it’s sapphic)

tw: death, blood, violence

"ARYA!" Daksh cries out, a scream tearing through his body as he falls, blood bathing the earth scarlet.

"Wait, no-" she spins around, trying to reach him in time, adrenaline not allowing her grief to set in as she watched the light leave his eyes.

The young woman's eyes widened as another soldier lunged at her, his silver knife gleaming like molten light as it struck her torso, blood tearing through her body in rapid rivulets as she gasped.

Muffling curses that would've scarred her mother and her mother's mother, she blindly grabs for the closest object, anything sharp, and finds Daksh's shadow dagger. A jarring shock of pain at the thought of his death, but she forces herself to pull through.

The next few moments are a blur as she strikes forward with the rage of a goddess in exile, and in mere moments, the mammoth of a man was on the ground, face contorting in pain before the last etching of oxygen clawed out of his chest.

Arya didn't have the time to process her actions, not when blood unfurled through her clothes, or rather rags that merely suggested her general shape, as a wounded organ would.

"Anna," she choked out, stumbling as she scrambled to his body, pain that closed off her senses as she tried to shake him into life. He wasn’t her brother by blood, but nevertheless was the last remaining fragment of her life back home, of the family she had left behind.

"Please, please, please," she cried, fists beating against the ground while her own body contorted in pain.

She wanted to let go of herself entirely, to crumble in grief and pain, but she could hear the troops clearing in, their overlapping voices as they searched for her. 

No, she thought, she couldn't let herself get caught, not after all the bloodshed and sacrifices. She looked down, tears clouding her eyes, knowing what she had to do.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered, gripping Daksh's hands before tearing herself away, "But I have to go."

Lifting herself off the ground with a numbness she found terrifying, she turned to look at the man she had killed. God, what have I become?

And so, unable to comprehend what had become of her, she began to run.

She ran until her breath turned ragged, her vision weakened and her legs turned heavier with each blood-soaked step. Her wound was beginning to weaken her senses. She knew she didn't have long.

Water.

She heard water. She stumbles blindly in its general direction, hoping to find some human settlement that would shelter her.

She pushes through a bramble of shrubery, thorns mercilessly tearing through her skin, when she finally stumbled upon a lush lake.

A woman in a plain langa-voni sat by the lake, her body curled inward as though she were in pain, and upon Arya's intrusion, her head snapped around.

A half-scream nearly escaping her lips when she sees the blood-riddled body of Arya Khurana, she immediately rises to her feet. Fingers dropping a crisp, ivory letter into the water behind her in shock. However, neither noticed its disintegration into the lake as the woman stepped forward.

"Please-" Arya managed to choke out, blindly stumbling forward to steady herself.

"Oh, my god," the woman gasps, "Are you alright?"

Arya falls to the ground, her adrenaline no longer carrying her body through its pain, and the woman rushes to catch her in her arms, not worried about the blood that stained her pallu.

"Help me," she whispered, noises distorting in her head.

"Who did this to you?" the woman questions, her panic rising, "Are they still here? Wait- First, let's get you to the village. Hello? Hey, no- please, don't close your eyes. Wait, no- Don’t!"

Sita held the dying woman in her arms, fingers circling around her wrist in an attempt to search for a pulse and finding nothing but a pale strum. Blood smeared across her face, the only sign of life in her body was the desperation with which she clung to a dagger in her hand. 

Sita took one look at her face and knew what she had to do.

"Don't worry, I'll save you," she promised.

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She's my OC Voni

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Mantan Hakim Mahkamah Agung Artidjo Alkostar menjadi salah satu sosok Dewan Pengawas Komisi Pemberantasan Korupsi yang dipilih Presiden Joko Widodo. - Artidjo adalah salah satu sosok hakim yang paling ditakuti oleh koruptor kala mengajukan kasasi di MA. - Saat palu hakim di tangan Artidjo, alih-alih para koruptor berharap mendapatkan keringanan hukuman, justru diganjar dengan vonis yang lebih berat. - Sejak berkarier pada tahun 2000 di MA, paling tidak sudah ada belasan koruptor yang merasakan "hadiah" tambahan hukuman dari Artidjo. - Mereka antara lain mantan Presiden PKS Luthfi Hasan Ishaaq, politikus Partai Demokrat Angelina Sondakh, mantan Ketua Mahkamah Konstitusi Akil Mochtar, mantan Gubernur Banten Ratu Atut Chosiyah, dan mantan Ketua Umum Partai Demokrat Anas Urbaningrum. - Selain itu ada pula mantan Kakorlantas Polri Irjen Djoko Susilo, mantan Gubernur Riau Annas Maamun, bintara Polri di Papua Labora Sitorus, hingga pengacara OC Kaligis. - Artidjo resmi pensiun dari MA sejak 22 Mei 2018, setelah sebelumnya berkarier sebagai advokat selama 28 tahun. - Selama berkarier di MA sepanjang 18 tahun, Artidjo berhasil menyelesaikan 19.708 perkara. Artinya, setiap tahun ada 1.905 perkara yang berhasil dirampungkannya. - Untuk menjaga integritasnya sebagai hakim pun, Artidjo kerap menolak tawaran undangan ke luar negeri. Satu alasannya, karena setiap hari ada perkara yang harus diputuskan. - Semoga bisa menginspirasi kami semua pak!🙏 source : spoters #hakim #mahkamahagungri #artidjoalkostar #paling #ditakuti #koruptor #indonesia #infografik #pengetahuan #paparanistimewa #paparanmediadotcom https://www.instagram.com/p/CNTR5Vkl3cB/?igshid=1ckp9vkcgqlzt

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:0!! I wanna see if you wanna share

YEAH SURE!! here's the sketch online

(from left 2 right - amrak, lunar, vonica, meri, redrum)

i gave amrak a short sleeved jacket because i think she deserved it. also she's so tiny and small she's bound to get cold

i LOVE LUNARS REDESIGN because before it was kinda just a singlet and pants but i gave her a belt which she puts things llike knives and first aid equipment

voni has a shirt but it's long sleeved n she wears it to feel pretty. it's pretty warm but she has to cuff the sleeves because it's too long (i need to redesign the bottom half because i think it looks too plain)

MERI IS IN THEIR SCHOOL UNIFORM and they have a hoodie that they like Never wear because they dont need it (their power is higher resistance to the cold). also debating changing their name to Meredith because.. merilyn is not the correct spelling (it's marilyn. but these oc's r like 3 years old didnt know)

...and i fucked up redrums anatomy w the overalls but theyre supposed to be SUPER baggy . one time amrak called her mario and she straight up cried. ALSO GAVE HER CURLY HAIR BECAUSE CHARLOTTE WITCH"S HEART TAUGHT ME HOW TO

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Tanggapi Permohonan PK, Jaksa Sebut OC Kaligis Masih Tergolong Setengah Baya

Inanews- Jaksa Komisi Pemberantasan Korupsi (KPK) menanggapi materi permohonan peninjauan kembali (PK) yang diajukan terpidana kasus suap, Otto Cornelis Kaligis. Salah satunya, jaksa menanggapi alasan Kaligis yang merasa sudah lanjut usia sehingga tidak patut dihukum tinggi. "Bahwa pemohon PK selalu berasan sudah berusia lanjut, karena sudah berumur 77 tahun adalah tidak tepat. Jaksa melihat pemohon masih sehat dan energik," ujar jaksa Ahmad Burhanudin di Pengadilan Tipikor Jakarta. Dalam tanggapan, jaksa mencantumkan kriteria usia lanjut yang dikeluarkan oleh Organisasi Kesehatan Dunia (WHO). Organisasi yang berkedudukan di Swiss tersebut menetapkan kriteria baru yang membagi kehidupan manusia dalam 5 kelompok usia. Kriteria tersebut melalui studi tentang kualitas kesehatan dan harapan hidup rata-rata manusia di seluruh dunia. Menurut WHO, usia 0-17 tahun termasuk dalam kategori anak di bawah umur. Kemudian, usia 18-65 tahun termasuk kategori pemuda. Selanjutnya, usia 66-79 termasuk kategori setengah baya. Kemudian, 80-99 tahun termasuk kategori orang tua. Sementara, usia di atas 100 tahun dalam kategori orang tua berusia panjang. Dengan demikian, menurut jaksa, orang yang berusia 70 tahun tidak digolongkan dalam kategori orang yang sudah tua. Bahkan, usia 65 tahun masih tergolong sebagai pemuda. "Bahwa melihat kriteria WHO, maka usia pemohon PK masuk dalam kategori setengah baya," kata Burhanudin. OC Kaligis kembali mengajukan upaya hukum PK ke Mahkamah Agung. Mantan advokat senior itu berharap hukumannya dikurangi. Menurut Kaligis, jika dibandingkan dengan terpidana lain dalam kasus yang menjeratnya, hukuman terhadapnya jauh lebih berat. Dia menilai, setidaknya hukuman terhadapnya sama dengan Muhammad Yagari Bhastara alias Gary yang merupakan mantan anak buah Kaligis."Kalau pun mau dihukum, sama dengan Gary 2 tahun, sekarang sudah 4 tahun, umur saya sudah 77 tahun," kata Kaligis. Sebelumnya, MA mengabulkan peninjauan kembali yang diajukan OC Kaligis. MA memutuskan mengurangi masa penahanan OC Kaligis sebanyak tiga tahun. Vonis OC Kaligis yang sebelumnya ditetapkan 10 tahun penjara, kini menjadi tujuh tahun penjara. OC Kaligis terbukti menyuap majelis hakim dan panitera PTUN di Medan sebesar 27.000 dollar AS dan 5.000 dollar Singapura. Uang tersebut didapat OC Kaligis dari istri mantan Gubernur Sumatera Utara Gatot Pujo Nugroho, Evy Susanti, yang ingin suaminya "aman" dari penyelidikan oleh Kejaksaan Tinggi Sumatera Utara. Evy memberikan uang sebesar 30.000 dollar AS kepada OC Kaligis untuk diserahkan kepada hakim dan panitera PTUN Medan. Read the full article

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Merasa Tidak Adil, OC Kaligis Kembali Ajukan PK ke Mahkamah Agung

LiputanViral - Terpidana kasus suap hakim PTUN Medan, Otto Cornelis Kaligis mengajukan permohonan peninjauan kembali kedua kalinya ke Mahkamah Agung (MA). Dalam PK kedua ini, OC mengharapkan untuk bebas setelah PK pertama yang telah dikabulkan oleh MA yaitu mendapat keringanan hukuman dikurangi 3 tahun yang sebelumnya mendapat hukuman selama 10 tahun. Dia meminta hal tersebut lantaran tidak adanya keadilan. Pasalnya kata OC, Moh. Yagari Bhastara Guntur atau Gary yang perannya lebih besar namun tidak mendapatkan hukuman berat. Gary hanya divonis 2 tahun dan sekarang telah bebas. "Sangat tidak adil. Di pemeriksaan tingkat pertama pun saya telah memberikan bukti pernyataan Jaksa KPK sebelum dimulainya sidang. Bahwa saya akan dihukum berat. Bukti kebencian KPK terhadap diri saya. Saya harap melalui peninjauan kembali kedua ini dan demi keadilan, saya dapat segera bebas," kata OC di Gedung Tipikor, Jakarta Pusat, Senin (25/3). Dia mengklaim sesuai dengan fakta persidangan tidak berperan dalam pemberian uang THR. Perkara tersebut kata OC bukanlah perkara suap. Lantaran kata dia berikan oleh Gary setelah putusan perkara Tata Usaha Negara oleh Ketua Majelis Hakim Tripeni. Sebelumnya, Mahkamah Agung mengabulkan peninjauan kembali yang diajukan terpidana kasus suap Otto Cornelis Kaligis. Dengan demikian, OC Kaligis mendapat keringanan hukuman. Dia jadi tersangka bersama dua hakim lainnya dalam rangka mengamankan perkara yang menyeret Gubernur Sumatera Utara Gatot Pudjo Nugroho (kini tak lagi menjabat) dalam kasus korupsi dana bansos Sumut. MA memutuskan mengurangi masa penahanan OC Kaligis sebanyak tiga tahun. Vonis OC Kaligis yang sebelumnya ditetapkan 10 tahun penjara, kini menjadi tujuh tahun penjara. Perkara dengan nomor 176 PK/Pid.Sus/2017 tersebut diputus pada 19 Desember 2017. Majelis hakim yang memeriksa PK tersebut adalah Wakil Ketua Mahkamah Agung, Hakim Agung Syarifuddin yang bertindak selaku ketua majelis, dibantu Hakim Agung Leopold Luhut Hutagalung dan Hakim Agung Surya Jaya selaku anggota majelis. Read the full article

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Sidang PK, OC Kaligis Keberatan Divonis Paling Berat

Jakarta (SIB) -Terpidana kasus suap Ketua PTUN Medan OC Kaligis (OCK), keberatan divonis 10 tahun penjara. OCK menganggap vonis kepada dirinya paling berat dibanding para terpidana lainnya yang terseret dalam kasus suap hakim PTUN Medan. "Apakah Garry tidak menyandang titel officium nobile? Sama-sama officium nobile, tetapi Garry mengapa 2 tahun, sedang Pemohon PK 10 tahun? Bukankah ini bukti tebang pilih perlakuan tuntutan? Dari BAP Garry, Mustafa dan Panitera Syamsir Yusfan yang adalah bukti kekhilafan hakim, yang sama sekali tidak dibahas oleh Jaksa Penuntut Umum, terbukti bahwa aktor intelektualis adalah Garry," ungkap OC Kaligis dalam sidang PK di Pengadilan Tipikor, Jakarta Pusat, Senin (10/4). "Penuntut umum yang sama, yang telah ikut dalam semua proses Pemohon PK sebelumnya, sebagaimana tersebut. Itulah sebabnya Pemohon PK tetap berpendirian menolak kehadiran Jaksa," jelas OC Kaligis. OC Kaligis membandingkan hukuman yang diterimanya yakni 10 tahun kurungan penjara, yang lebih berat dari para pihak yang terlibat dalam kasusnya. Di kasus ini, terpidana lainnya rata-rata dihukum di bawah 5 tahun. "Faktanya sekali lagi sekali Garry yang OTT selaku pelaku utama hanya divonis kurang lebih 2 tahun, Rio Capella penerima suap Rp 150 juta hanya menjalankan hukuman 1 tahun 2 bulan, panitera dan para hakim di bawah 5 tahun," terangnya. OC Kaligis juga memohon kepada majelis hakim sidang PK agar mempertimbangkan hal-hal yang telah disumbangkan dirinya untuk dunia hukum di tanah air. Salah satunya saat meniadakan kewenangan Komisi Yudisial (KY) yang menyikapi substansi putusan hakim di Mahkamah Konstitusi (MK). Dalam gugatan di MK tersebut, OC menjelaskan dirinya sebagai penggugat yang membela posisi Mahkamah Agung (MA). "Ketika dengan lahirnya Komisi Yudisial, substansi putusan hakim menjadi objek pemeriksaan KY, termasuk pelanggaran etika. Adalah Pemohon PK yang mewakili Mahkamah Agung untuk menggugat KY di Mahkamah Konstitusi dalam perkara MK. Akhirnya Pemohon PK memenangkan perkara di MK tersebut, sehingga sejak itu KY tidak lagi berwewenang mengutak-atik para hakim sepanjang substansi putusan yang diputuskan baik oleh Judex Factie maupun Judex Juris," kata OCK. (detikcom/q) http://dlvr.it/NsG1jN

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Some icons I did for my funnies!

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Long time no see! I'm still getting the hang of posting on here again, but! Here is a bust and a sketch page!

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the invention of love (ii)

sita x oc (yes, it’s sapphic) (part i)

Who are you? Sita couldn’t help but ask, fingers brushing against the scars on the woman’s arms.

She bent forward to rest her chin in the bowl of her hand, tendrils of her hair coming loose, as she paced the uneven fall and rise in the woman's breathing in her head.

She was a beautiful woman, she couldn't help but admit that. 

Her features were regal, a golden undertone to her skin that carried throughout her face, with sharp, defined cheekbones and an elegant curve at her lips. In another lifetime, she could have been a princess.

"Sita," a tired yet patient voice called out, "Go eat, amma. Someone else can watch over her."

The ravenette glanced over her shoulder to see Sarakka. Sita's eyes were stained from the kajal that she hadn't washed out while her discarded langa-voni, still red from the stranger's blood laid in a clump beside the bed.

"I can't," she sighed, "What if she wakes up?"

Both women look at the bandaged young woman unconscious on the bed, a sheen of sweat on her forehead from the rising temperature of her body.

"You can come back then," she assured her.

With a reluctant sigh, Sita lifted herself from where she had been sitting for the last couple of hours and joined the group eating in Sarakka's kitchen. It was a communal experience, they all cared for one another, and it was in moments like this when Sita's mind was racing at the pace of a locomotive when she remembered just why she loved her adopted family so dearly.

Sarakka was the one who had healed the nameless woman, using her experience as an army nurse to clean the countless scars on her pale, brown skin and stitched up the stab wound with a meticulous, patient hand.

A part of her registered that her overbearing behavior was unwarranted. The woman was relatively out of danger now, yet, she couldn't help but feel protective of her. Perhaps, it was the broken plea of help that the woman had uttered seconds before she lost consciousness but also, it seemed to stem from Sita's own need for a distraction. 

Moments before she had shown up at the lake, she had been reading a letter she had received from Ram. It was a discouraging one, he had once again been sidelined, and their hope that he would be able to bring home the weapons they needed was beginning to dissipate. 

After she had struggled to bring the unconscious woman to the village, feet dragging in the mud, yelling for Sarakka to help them, she couldn't help the strong sense of responsibility she felt towards her well-being.

She had made a promise, after all.

It wasn't long before a troop of soldiers came bounding down the side of the hill, their swords gleaming in the baring sunlight and a viscous malice to their mannerisms. 

They asked the villagers whether they had seen a woman dressed in men's clothing pass by; they described her tanned skin and cropped raven hair, painting her as a dangerous, amoral thief who would rob them of their half-spent riches.

Sita remembered how the entire village had united in the face of that threat, they were warriors, after all, and their loyalty equaled the ferocity of the sun. They misled the men in a different direction, assuring them that no strange woman had entered their village.

After finishing her meal, Sita went back to the lake, fingers telescoped around the dagger that the woman had clung to until the last breaths of her consciousness. It was relatively small, something that could be hidden in the crooks and crannies of the human body with dangerous ease, and was crafted with a strange sort of intimacy.

A name in a foreign script was etched into the inner hilt, with lines and curves that resembled the living, breathing evocation of a tree and seemed to gleam under the glaring sunlight. One of the village elders, upon seeing the script, at once identified it as Hindi and translated it to the name Daksh.  

Daksh. She couldn't help but let the name wander around her brain, testing it in all the voices she thought would belong to the woman. 

Is this the name of her lover? Sita couldn't help but wonder. 

Growing up, her unquenchable curiosity had been both her savior and vice. It was what got her into trouble with her uncle when she snuck into his weaponry cabinet, but it was also what saved her when she investigated why the children in the village were becoming sick all of a sudden, only to realize that the river was being polluted by a nearby factory.

She questioned whether her interest in this woman would be the catalyst to her downfall. 

Found herself alarmed by all the possibilities of outcomes her intrusion in their lives could bring about. What if she really was an amoral thief as those soldiers had warned? Their village couldn't afford that sort of a threat, not without incurring the wrath of the Britishers.

Yet, she couldn't help herself. 

It was the most gripping thing that had happened to her in recent years, and she couldn't help but revel in its absolute unfamiliarity. Everything had become so mundane and routine, outside of the occasional letter that Ram would send her. Even the countless hours of training had taken on a monotony she couldn't escape. 

So, yes, if this woman was to be her distraction, then so be it.

However, she didn't have long to stay lost in her own mind when she heard someone yell her name.

"Sita, come quick! That injured lady, she’s gone crazy!" 

She immediately rushed back to her house. Her mind reeled with all the worst possible scenarios, and when she finally arrived at her doorstep, the wind knocked out of her chest, she came face to face with a sight she had not expected.

"Who are all of you?! Where am I?" a deep, hoarse voice demanded; the woman. 

Some of the villagers had rushed in as well, all of them carrying their own weapons as they wearily watched the woman wave around an iron rod they used to kindle fire. 

The men averted their eyes, not wanting to gawk at the woman dressed in nothing but a cotton bandeau across her chest but Sita felt no such need. She had seen the woman in her most frail moments and the scars littered against her body did not frigten her.

Her eyes were wild, a goddess’s rage etched into her face as she branded the rod around, and all Sita could think about was how she was going to hurt herself. She immediately took a step forward, her anklets resonating against the ground and the woman's eyes snapped to look at her.

She watched as her rage seemed to dissolve upon seeing Sita, replaced with confusion instead as a flicker of recognition crossed her eyes. The colour of her eyes, Sita finally realized, were not black or brown as she seemed to remember, but rather, amber, like molten gold struck in soil. 

"You-"

"You're finally awake," Sita breathed out. 

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