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Here's one without the party additions!

Happy birthday undertale!

been here since you turned one, still here at your 9th

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Happy birthday undertale!

been here since you turned one, still here at your 9th

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Sherly's wanted for some reason. Yeah.

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Miss Carione

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been in my files for a long time. dunno what to do with it, so I'll just post it

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The sun painted the city in orange hues; it held a glow that threaded its way into my fingertips, and it curled left and right, over and under, until my hands are blanketed by the warmth. A sudden breeze and I'm engulfed in the cool breath of this earth. Indeed, the distant sounds of passing cars were but a faraway memory, for before me stood a field of green that stretched until it kissed the setting sun. The painter dipped his brush in shades of red and brown and splattered it all over the canvas, and so then, autumn leaves tangoed with the wind.

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here's a wip of my favorite character from my favorite game: snas dunertale

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Meet Sherly, my friend's dearest cat.

click below for an actual pic of her

Also poem just cause:

and above these books

she'll take her eleventh nap

past her resting eyes

she's soaring the skies

under a stack of knowledge

she'll never grasp but always lay upon.

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a strawberry flavored can.

Also poem:

Take a bite of this tasty sprite and drown in the flavor it carries you'll find and see just what I mean once your tongue screams, "strawberries!"

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look at him just sit there while an invasion happens.

the inspiration down below

yep, that's right. it's from roblox

Also here's a poem for it

The only feline to live up to his name For he cozied up in his holey abode Knowing full well otherworldly beings came

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you know how cats can be liquid sometimes? well, the other half of that sometimes are cats becoming cheddar sticks instead.

so here's Cheddar Corn (yeah, that's his name. it's the first thing that popped in my head), just chillin' and leanin' against a tree stump that has a something (?) blooming in the middle. Wonder what that is?

Poem

And there he lay against the bark And there he'll sleep Until the dawn of dark

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The eyes always seek the sunshine between irregularities even as the skies cry from above It's how we open our eyes each day How we rise from our slumber How we consume to create And create to consume A cycle to fulfill another cycle What an intriguing world this is!

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some twin braids! just 'cause

click below if you want to read about my pain

before anything, here's the reference.

Compared to what I did, I suppose it's fine? Still, you have no idea how awful it was to try and replicate those two braids. The hat was fine, it was okay, just some circles and then some ears and then bam, done! But, man, those braids. It was either too thin, too thick, too rigid, too twirly, too--ugh, I made sooo many reattempts, here's a picture I took of the amount of layers I had to make just to get it right

man this picture doesn't even show all of them.

It took literal hours. I started this attempt somewhere at 12 am, I think, and then 4 am came and I still wasn't done, but I had to stop then because I had to prep for school, so then I spent the rest of the day at school just thinking about it and redrawing the braid on my phone, here's a screenshot

It came out well on my phone, so then I really really wanted to go home and redraw it. Fast forward to my house, I finally cleaned it up, kinda, and that was the end result.

And honestly? I wasn't satisfied. I wanted to redo it, redraw it all all over again, but then I realized, sometimes, you just have to let something go. So, I did. It helps when it's not the first time you get yourself in that cycle. That, and also, my computer gave up on me, and I lost the original file and now all I have is this screenshot of it. I can't exactly edit it this way. So, either way, it seems the world doesn't want me to touch it anymore.

I trust future me would try to make a better looking version of it :)

also here's a poem for it:

her laziness blossomed the twin braids to fruition her scalp, a cause for concern, she smothered with pink cottons

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One of the Towers

She wasn't here to witness the tower's glory in its prime of which the wizards spoke proudly in purple melodies and rhymes

Gone is the gilded legacy when the men that stood above heard and the awaited promise of liberty was labeled nothing but absurd

Did she know they ran and ran all to escape the ultimate plan? Among the trees they went and hid in a fruitless attempt to go off-grid

How voiceless they became with only their anger left to tame they held their breath but stood their ground to hurry is folly, their triumph is bound.

A poem dedicated to Void Stormbringer's discovery.

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Hekanah Morkov!

there she is! and here's one with a border just 'cause

Drew her after I was scrolling online and found this really cute bunny keychain. So she really was supposed to be a bunny at first, but then I added wings, and removed the nose and made her a fairy like creature thingy instead!

Poem (and lore?!!)

Love blooms at the flick of her wand a delicacy she holds so dearly albeit, at times, selfishly it is through this longing she seized an essence not of her belonging the façade was as great as gold but the truth will soon unfold.

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A tower! And a cat!

Meet Void Stormbringer, the cattest of the kitties! The kittiest cat that ever catted in her world.

keep reading for some silly lore.

Void Stormbringer roamed the earth, the ocean, and the skies, and only amongst the clouds did she find this abandoned tower. She knew not who once lived there, nor how this tower stood tall this long, and nor does she care, either!

Did it matter to her that some silly wizards used to live there? And that they actually solved the melancholy crisis? And that this discovery led to the biggest goose chase there ever was? Not really, for the moment her eyes landed on the conveniently placed hole in the middle of the roof, she inserted her loafy frame and knew right there and then she was home.

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I really don't know how this keeps getting deeper I'm just bored help!!

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Mount Infragilus

For this pile of earth stood the test of time and reaped its reward of witnessing the pale glow paint his soil in blue and he reveled in it it cooled his core and softened his surface and he knew then he was ready for dawn.