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Redesign of Alistair’s angel design.

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"Alistair, or Alec as he was once known as, was regarded as one of the greatest guardian angels of the modern age, bringing to mind the guardian angels of old who did everything in their power to protect those they were assigned to. This was reflected by his unique halo; It is an ancient halo, once worn by guardian angels who actively fought to protect someone. But such an angel hadn't existed in centuries after a major restructuring in how angels handle the rules of their clientele. He never broke the rules, but bent them just enough to keep his client alive for as long as possible. But bending the rules was never enough, and three people died because of a strict adherence to such rules. He learned the punishment for actively breaking those rules when he killed the ex of his final client, saving her life in the process."

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“In all the ages of the world, I will never forget you.” - Alistair

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Little thing I did because I was bored. Mazzie belongs to @emositecc

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“Get that imp a cannon. Imps love cannons.”

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“The difference between a fall and a sacrifice is sometimes difficult, but I feel Alec understood that difference, more than anyone else knew.”

“Alec was once a guardian angel. Guardian angels are easily identified by their golden wings and more lustrous halo. Unlike individuals like those found in C.H.E.R.U.B., guardian angels are assigned to a single person, and are to protect that person until the end of their natural life. Alec was assigned a woman who pleaded for guidance from an abusive ex who stalked her at every opportunity. Alec utilized every method in the playbook in an effort to scare off her ex, but nothing stopped him.

Both Alec and his client found themselves at the end of their ropes, when she found herself trapped in an alley by her ex. With a gun in his hand, he threatened to kill her. Knowing none of the usual interventions would stop him, Alec performed the most forbidden act an angel can do. Finding a gun in a nearby trash can, Alec fired on the ex, killing him. This act saved his client’s life, but the punishment was severe. His halo shattered, and the broken pieces burned his skin like bits of molten metal. His wings burned like a dying tree in a firestorm, and his skin began to boil. The agonizing moments felt like hours as his body took on the form he has now; an imp, punished for doing his job.

But Alec doesn’t regret his decision. Because it exposed the truth that the angels don’t truly care about their clients, if not taking drastic measures meant their client gets killed. If given the opportunity to do it again, he’d still choose to save his client. Because that’s what a guardian angel should do. Alistair has found peace in the life he has now, accompanied by a wife he loves more than life itself, and has become a special kind of guardian angel to her.”

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“For their anniversary, Alistair decided to have his hair styled on Doxxon’s request. He wasn’t too particularly keen on it, but Doxxon couldn’t stop staring, unable to speak as her thoughts became a raging river.”

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“And I’ve got no defense for it. The heat is too intense for it. What good would common sense for it do?”

Alistair performing a rendition of Frank Sinatra’s Witchcraft, but with a gentler touch.

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Quick little sketch I decided to do of Alistair and Doxxon, inspired by a scene from Amphibia.

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"So give me your fire, give me your fear. Give me your faith, when love gives you tears. Give me your heart, give me your fate. Give me your hand when love gives you hate. Give me your prayers, up on your feet. And I'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats. So give me your sins, give me your lies. But whisper your love, and I'll whisper mine." - Alistair's wedding vow.

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“Doxxon and Alistair love nothing more than performing at their best, and having fun while doing it. With Doxxon taking the lead with her dominating vocals and guitar, Alistair sets up the supporting tones from his keytar and harmonies.”

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“No matter where I am, I’m always at home with you.”

Alec “Alistair”

“The bond Doxxon and Alistair has shared has had plenty of eyes on them. How such a healthy relationship could exist in more than just one occasion has put them center stage. Alistair knows Doxxon in and out, knowing when her panic attacks are about to set in, always ready with a song from his trusty harp guitar to put her mind and heart at ease.

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“Doxxon is the estranged sister of Moxxie. Once known as Dottie, she ran away from the life of an assassin after killing a priest with a dark life, terrified that killing someone felt more like a chore than something that should garner more personal emotion. She always wanted to be a musician, and studied musical theory for years. But she didn’t want to be seen by her brother, so she lived a double life as a man. To this end, she trained her singing voice to be as masculine as possible, dyed her hair white, save for some black leftover for stripes. She fashioned her hair into side bangs to mimic horns, as her actual horns broke off when she was little. She eventually formed a band she named Doxxon and the Burning Chapels. She did very well in keeping the secret, were it not for one of her band mates.

Alec is Doxxon’s keyboardist. Classically trained in piano, Alec was a natural addition to the band to expand their musical style. But the one thing she didn’t account for was how astute and perceptive he was. He found out almost instantly that Doxxon was a girl. But he also respected her decision and kept the secret between them. But as the two spent more time together, she felt more comfortable actually being herself. After a month of getting to know each other, they officially began dating. Doxxon grew her hair back out, and eventually let her lashes grow back out, but told her band mates the truth before all this. Like Alec, they all respected her decision and continued to play alongside her. Still maintaining her masculine singing voice out of habit, she made her mark as a wonderful singer that helped break a lot of boundaries for women.”

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“Abokado is a Saiyan who was spared from the destruction of Planet Vegeta by virtue of being sent to another planet as a child. A low class Saiyan, she was sent to a planet with little to no threat to be largely forgotten before the destruction of the planet. She found the planet to be extremely peaceful, rarely ever seeing anything more than mild political disputes. Another unique property of this planet is its ability to halve the growth process of those who live upon it. Meaning to age one year, two years must pass. While other Saiyans of similar birth age would be well in their forties and fifties by now, Abokado is in her late twenties. She would eventually find her way to Earth, where her pacifistic lifestyle would continue to be shaken by conflict, but she stands firm with the help of an earthling she grew close to in the months she had lived on Earth named Deyu.”

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“For most of his life, Darren always felt he had to be presentable, look professional. Having attended many prestigious academic institutions in the UK only exacerbated this mindset. It was almost alien that he could go casual in public with how long he kept that professional mindset. But one day, Darren decided to loosen up a bit. He started by not combing his hair and just letting it run loose. Abigail loved the look of his hair being natural immensely, enough that it helped encourage him to be more casual in life.”

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"Darren and Abigail love to celebrate holidays, international and local. So every Fourth of July, they find a nice, quiet spot to watch the fireworks over some homebrewed tea, courtesy of Darren."

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"Our first kiss? Jeez, how could I forget it? We went to this one pub on our first date, and she had a bottle in hand. She said it tasted great and asked if I wanted a taste, I said sure. So she sat there, downing nearly the entire bottle while I asked if I was going to get a taste. She said yeah, and sure enough, she gave me a taste. It was a really sweet-tasting tequila. Raspberry flavored of all things. I'll never forget the taste, nor that moment."