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References for my OCs! Up on my Artfight!

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My four horsemen of the apocalypse designs for one of my stories! They’re also all up on my Artfight (Cakeebly)

TW Body Horror for Pestilence, which is after the page break!

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ENA OCs!

ENA (Frustrated / Fisherman)

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“The Bird Merchant”

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WOODLUCE WOODLUCE WOODLUCE WOODLUCE!!!!! and Walters there too! WALTER WALTER WALTER WALTER!! WOODLUCE WALTER WOODLUCE AND WALTER IS THERE WALTER AND WOODLUCE!!!

“What was she like?”

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“What was she like?”

It’s a simple question. Walter, being the kid he is, probably holds no weight to the question like Woodie himself does; he does not see the significance of what he’s just asked Woodie to divulge.

The question hangs in the air for some time, and the quiet stretches on between them. Silence is a long-forgotten notion here in the forest, but its closest relative is quiet, Woodie’s found. The river below them rushes by with no less fervor than it did before the query was laid, and the wind rustling the pine needles above their heads continues like it didn’t hear it. Birds chip in the distance, the squirrels high in their trees continue with their adept nest-making, and deer far away continue to graze mindlessly on their grass.

It’s as if nothing happened, to everything else. But not to Woodie.

What was she like?

What wasn’t Lucy like?

Lucy, his other half. His darling wife. His best friend and only confidant, the only one with whom he could truly be himself.

He thinks back to those long nights, long before he’d known Walter or anyone else he’s now come to call his companion. Those nights where he hadn’t yet learned to control the plague that afflicts him, not under the full moon’s light. He thinks back to all of those lovely, quiet dinners shared in a cabin all by their lonesome, all of the nights spent getting to know each other, every single inch of the other’s body, and all of the nights they’d sat up until sunrise talking. They’d shared the good, the bad, and the ugly together, and they’d always come out… together. Flaws and all.

Especially Woodie’s.

For months he’d tried keeping his unfortunate affliction from her, always feigning some excuse, saying this-that-or-another kept him held up from plans around the full moon.

Lucy, the sharp woman she was, caught on rather fast.

“Woodie,” she’d chide, “Don’t you lie to me! You always get weird around this time.”

“‘S just a coincidence, dear,” he’d say. “I’ve got some important business goin’ on, ‘n’ I’d appreciate it if you'd let it go.”

And she did, for a while.

Nonetheless, about a year in, the inevitable happened.

Woodie had stumbled into their cabin, late for yet another one of their nights together, after a particularly rough transformation where he’d come head-to-head with a moose.

Lucy, who had been sitting downtrodden in the kitchen in front of a cold meal, shrieked.

“What happened to you!?” She’d shouted, rushing over to him. He’d been covered in cuts, scrapes, and bruises, but most prominently, a large gash actively leaking blood from the top of his head.

“There was – agh – a moose – hnng – didn’t like me goin’ near her calves too much. Honest mistake, eh?” Woodie’s lie is obvious even to him, and his nervous smile and slurred speech are surely not helping.

“Woodie, I’ve damn near had enough of this!” She’d yelled, wrapping a portly arm around his shoulders to drag him forward towards the bedroom. “Sit down!”

She’d left him on the bed to stare at the moonlight forest through their window, contemplating his life choices and what lay in the future. He wondered if there was even a chance to come back from this, or if his overconfidence in his fighting skills had just ruined the best thing he’d ever had.

Sometime later, Lucy had returned to break him out of his daze. With her, she brought a bucket of water, a roll of gauze, and rage.

“This is the third time you’ve gone out for a day and came back half-dead! Either you tell me right now what’s going on, or… Ugh! You don’t wanna find out what I’ll do to you!” She had squeaked, and, despite the severity of the situation, Woodie had chuckled. She was so cute when she was worried…

That was the wrong move, apparently, as she continued to seethe.

“Hold still,” she’d commanded, voice dripping with fury, then dipped some of the gauze into the bucket and wrung the water out.

“Start. Talking.”

Woodie released a resigned sigh. As she’d tended to his wounds, Woodie had reluctantly spilled everything through gritted teeth. For once, Lucy just listened.

Her silence was eerie, and it signified the worst: that it was over. He just knew it was the end, that she would call him a lunatic and run for the trees, and it no longer was a matter of when.

And yet…

“That’s it?” She’d finally asked, breaking her silence once he was done. “All of this secrecy, just because you’re sick?”

It seemed like she hadn’t gotten it all the way, but she was trying. He wasn’t surprised about that part; if the roles were reversed, he wouldn’t get it either. The part that struck him was that Lucy wasn’t disgusted, or God forbid scared. Those were the worst possible outcomes, and somehow, they’d been avoided.

But boy, was she angry.

“I can’t believe you hid it from me for that long! I would’ve at least tried to help you, you know,” she’d chastised. Once she’d finished patching him up, she’d commanded him to lay down.

“Now, I’m going to bring you dinner, you’re going to eat it, sleep, and then we’re going to talk about this in the morning. Got it?” she’d sternly said. She had her arms crossed, still in her day clothes, her hair messy and her forearms covered with splatters of his blood, and Woodie realized what being in love was like right then and there.

Beneath the layers of anger and frustration, Woodie saw real concern and compassion from the woman in front of him. It’s what surprised him the most. It’s what drew him to her from day one, and on that day, his mind was made.

Loud? Bossy? A little bit mean? Kind of screechy? Lucy was all of those things.

She was also loving, sweet, doting, and kind.

All of those things were things Woodie had come to love about her in the time before they were… separated. He’d come to love her and everything about her. Every feature, every flaw, and everything in between were all things that Woodie had grown to adore. The way she squeaked when she yawned, the way she hated to eat alone, the way she moved around in her sleep like a dancer… All of it.

Even the things about her that frustrated him were things he’d grown to love, and doubly so now that he didn’t ever get to experience them again.

What was she like?

Being around her was like the most beautiful sunset you’ve ever seen, all of the most vibrant warm tones swirling into a picturesque moment for your eyes and your eyes alone. She was like the freshest water, refreshing and energizing to behold. She was like the finest wine, leaving the most exquisite finish on your tongue that left you wishing for just one more sip, buzz be damned. She felt like the best rest after a long day of work, like the feeling of letting your sore muscles have a break when all was said and done. She was like like a warm fire after a freezing day, she was like the reprieve from a hellacious thunderstorm, and she was like nothing he’s ever experienced before. Or since.

Woodie looks down at Walter with sad eyes.

“She… She was perfect. There’s no one else like ‘er.”

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For no particular reason, I feel like pinging @notnotstarving. Nooo reason at all, haha.

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NEW UPDATE NEW DRAWING!

Sunny:

(Spoilers!)

Wheel TV screens and the main wheel in the background! There is also some stone pillars and a very very faint Minosteam as well :)

Our dear Sunny is doing her pose holding a Pawprince cassette!

I hate the ‘main’ landkeeper he’s freaky.

But I loved this update! Short but so good!

Hello everyone!

Thanks lots for the support for my Cassette Beasts Partner VS Archangel (+ Averevoir) series! It is a lot of fun and I love this game so much. I’m playing the DLC now, so expect something coming out for that!

Anyway, this post is just me rambling about the details I put into each piece. Some have more details than others, but all of them have an equal amount of love put into them!

I’ll go in-order of how I met each companion in game!

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Kayleigh:

For Kayleigh, Meredith, and Viola I re-used the same bricks from the train station and the background to match how they are in game!

All (except for Barkley’s) have a quote from the archangel overlayed as well. Some are easier to see than others.

But for Kayleigh, all the details are in her posing! Her pose is akin to how battles start, with the characters pointing their cassette players at the enemy before transforming.

But her pose also sort of represents her GIVING. She gives you your first cassette, she always is the one giving (which ties into her story with Mourningstar). You do not take from me, you only give.

Also Dorian’s death splatter in infront and bellow Kayleigh in the foreground haha.

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Eugene:

The background is Mammon’s lair, of course! And he is in a fighting pose, ready to bash in some landlords!

The detail here I want to point out is how I created Mammon. It was really difficult since Mammon is the most abstract, and I have no idea what’s going on for 90% of him, but I am proud of how I made the face and the nose!

I used USD president / USA figures that are on USD to make the face and the nose! I did cutting and editing so it’s more pixelated. I am struggling to remember which specific notes I used, but they’re from two different USD.

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Meredith:

It might be hard to tell, but my friend spotted it when I showed him this one, there is a record behind Nowhere Monarch! Since Meredith’s quest is about the record, I thought it was a nice touch. I also used Meredith’s posing ingame for her pose here.

Can you tell I didn’t want to draw the second eye?

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Felix:

I loved Felix’s story so much, hits home as an artist.

The alter posts are in the background here!

Felix is also the only one not holding their cassette tape, since Felix wanted to apologize to Kuneko. He doesn’t really want to fight her, his hand out to her in apology. Used his sad expression ingame for his expression here.

Also Kuneko has glowing nails / claws just because I wanted to. And multiple kunai cause that’s cool.

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Viola:

Viola my beloved, the first one I drew!

Her’s is a lot simpler, mostly because I wasn’t expecting to make this into a series and I just wanted to draw her. But I still loved how I drew Goodfellow here!

The book is open, reading their stories from Shakespeare’s plays.

There’s also spotlight on both Robin and Viola’s faces! Since that’s how Robin introduced himself and to show how they’re characters from plays!

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Barkley:

Barkley is the only one not to fight an Archangel in their quest, so there is not glitching effects here! The background is, of course, the cave the fight takes place in.

There’s bones in the background, a leash and treats on the floor.

And of course, Barkley’s bootleg cassette! Barkley’s cassette is also the only tape I did not draw the fully remastered version of for the sticker. This was an accident both in the drawing, and in my game. I forgot to remaster it before fighting Aleph 😅.

I also didn’t meet Barkley immediately because for some reason I thought he was a captain? For the trial quest? I am not sure why I thought that.

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And that is all for now! I am planning to do two oc drawings for Cassette Beasts, a DLC drawing, and probably an Aleph / final battle drawing!

But I’m not sure how long that will take.

Thanks for all of the love on the individual drawings!! Means the world

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The Wheel will show you the truth!

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Careful with the strings!!!

(+ doodles)

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DST modding, anybody have tips on how to make character models? I downloaded a template, and have spriter pro, but I am still a tad bit confused on how to do any of it.

The sketch of six above isn’t the model, but just me trying to figure out how to draw six.

I want to make a little nightmares DST mod! I have ideas but I can’t quite understand the making of models. And I’ll get to mod mechanic features when I get there

Any tips or tricks would be amazing ^-^

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Cassette Beasts OC: Valentinus (Back)Story!

(Do I know how to translate Latin and I have a Latin dictionary? Yes. Did I for this? No, I did use google translate, so sorry if that’s wrong. I did not feel like writing Latin for this haha.)

Valentinus was found washed up from the ocean. Pensby and some try to figure out what he says, but have pieced together he fell off a ship going to (modern day) Spain. They can also tell from his attire he was a soldier, despite being no older than seventeen. They clocked him in the Second Punic War, mostly to how upset he got when he hears the name Hannibal.

He’s slowly learning the language, but at this point it is still a lot of guess work. He usually stays silent, giving simple, usually one worded, answers if he does understand.

He still wears his armor, but Eugene gifted him a jacket for Valens to wear.

Val is Ranger Level strong in combat, but hasn’t taken any sort of test due to not knowing how the process works or even what a Ranger is or does. He just knows how to fight and wants to contribute.

Valens ignores any questions he understands about his time in the Second Punic War, he seems hesitant and maybe even afraid.

Below are Val’s Thoughts on some of the other characters:

Kayleigh: neutral-friendly. He simply hasn’t gotten a lot of time to know her. Although he also wants to be a ranger like her.

Viola: Friendly, as they come from not similar but more close-in-time time periods. He’s apprehensive sometimes, as she asks him about his time in the Second Punic War and he doesn’t quite like talking about it…

Eugene: Friends! Although Val can’t understand him very much, they’re pretty close.

Barkley: who doesn’t like dogs?

Ianthe: Lots of respect, she’s extremely strong and powerful. Wants to become a ranger, although part of him doesn’t still understand what that fully entails. He wants to be active and help, and fighting is all he knows.

Gladiola: A mentor figure to him in monster battling, she likes to watch her techniques. She has taken him under her wing a bit, training him when he asks for help.

Pensby: Basic level of understanding, and doesn’t mind running errands for her to get supplies to make cures.

Felix: Friendly and Admiration, his animated Zotes confuse yet fascinate him!

Meredith: neutral, but a tad apprehensive simply based on vibe. He doesn’t dislike Meredith!! Simply a disconnect of time periods.

Misc:

- Clémence: Friendly and slight understanding, French is a Latin derived language after all! She got him to try a bunch of modern food. He especially loves chocolate.

- Skip: friendly admiration, they are a Ranger captain after all and was the first person Val met.

- Others: he’s pretty neutral towards most people.

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I know the meaning of thumbs up / down to Romans is not clear and debated, but I still wanted to draw this

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