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Just a lil' guy I doodled at work, will probably use 'em as my Vtuber character until either I or my partner make the character I really want, he's a very nerdy and pretentious cat, but just give his head some pats and he'll love on ya :3

And yes I have an obsession with doodling this type of cat face, my workplace has to hide sticky notes from me cuz I make lil' kitty faces and post them around everywhere XD, will probably perpetually add layers to this drawing untilIsmashmyphoneonasphaltagain :D

I need to give him a mullet

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Don't know why the image was exported with the brush on the canvas, but I ain't redoing it lol

Just a simple edit of a screenshot of Freedom Planet 2 cuz I wanna use this for a thumbnail

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Just letting people know I post cute drawings on DeviantArt, same as the youtube thing, if I have assets I want to share it'll go here, otherwise I'm gonna just post these on DeviantArt and Ko-Fi from now on

(I do have an old image I want to share here, but it's on my partners computer, so another time :3)

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DOOM Inferno Review and Story Discussion

My video where I talk about trans-masc DOOM guy, and the political messaging within DOOM 1993.

In the future I won't be sharing my videos here, so make sure to subscribe to my YouTube channel if you'd like to stay updated on when they release or when I'm streaming. I just wanted to share this here since some people followed my Tumblr because of the trans-masc DOOM guy post, and I did not make it clear where I would be posting videos. Sorry if that confused anyone!

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Just a lil' trans themed DOOM Marine with an ace colored rifle I mocked up for the thumbnail in my upcoming video discussing the story of DOOM. Trust me, it'll make sense if you watch the video lol.

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I guess I should start keeping a journal, I mean, that’s why I’m writing this. I’m not sure exactly who this is for because people will just think I’m some kid posting fun stories on the internet, but maybe this will help someone else wake up. I’m not sure how it happened, Kris doesn’t know either, I don’t think they trust me, but one day I was just hanging out with a friend, and they called me the wrong name, except, I know now it’s who I really am. But then I started being aware of my surroundings as if I were in a dream, and I was, we all are. Except… we don’t wake up. Not usually that is.

I woke up sitting, my chest resting on a cold metal rod. I didn’t try to move, my body was so sore it hurt too much. When I opened my eyes everything was so bright I immediately shut them again. I could feel my heart pounding. I’m not sure how long went by, but eventually I heard a door unlock and slide open, I kept my head dangled.

“This one?” His voice boomed like it had come from a megaphone. I couldn’t help but flinch. Immediately my entire body felt aflame. I tried to let out a scream, but couldn’t because of the contraption attached to my mouth that I only then noticed. “Dail.” A woman whispered sternly. “Were you not briefed? You must speak softly. Now all their vitals will have spiked. There’s probably 50 more of those drones on their way now. They know we’re here.” My concern marginally decreased. “Then I’ll work fast.”

I heard them unzip a bag and then a blowtorch being lit. It felt blinding even with my eyes closed. “We’ll let Steve remove what’s left.” Thankfully, wherever they used the blowtorch was distant enough from me that it only felt warm. It was during this process that I started to get my bearings. I was sitting on what felt like a stone bench, and I didn’t have any restraints on my arms or legs. I tried feeling around a little, which my two “saviors” giggled at. Thankfully the noise didn’t seem so loud anymore, but… I didn’t really think about that in the moment. Next to me were two other… bodies? They felt cold, and I couldn’t feel a pulse, but they had the same contraptions hooked up to their mouth, and the front of their skull. That thing in my skull. I can still feel it. Constantly. Too dangerous to remove. With every turn of my head, with every faint breeze it rings through my head. A pain I can not describe…

I heard a loud clang and instinctively opened my eyes. There was still quite a bit left stuck to my head, extending at least 6 inches from my mouth and skull and connecting at one joint. Across from me were more bodies slouched over. To my left and right more bodies slouched over as far as I could see until they were shrouded in darkness. They were all connected to the same type of contraption I was. The joint connected to a cylinder maybe 3 inches in diameter, which then sprouted off into a mess of cables. The corridor was triangular, and where you’d expect the walls to connect at the height of the room there was instead a large gap where all the cables ran through.

I stared blankly at the man and woman. I didn’t believe this to be real, and I wanted desperately to wake from this nightmare. They both wore black one-peices that covered everything except their shaved heads and had a pocket that opened with a zipper on their right breast.

They grabbed me and hoisted me over the metal bar. They struggled to carry me from their shoulders, and cursed frequently about how lazy Cold Ones are when they first wake up.

They didn’t have to worry about that long though because eventually I started to hear a whirring noise, and spurred on by the dread in my heart I hastily began flailing and failing to use my faculties. I didn’t need to say anything for them to let me fall to the floor and take off running.