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Reminder she's open to questions about anything!!

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The eyes seem... familiar/silly

I'm in loves

Concept art for Dozendee

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EUGH WIWJWH WHY DO BUGS LIKE FLYING AROUND THE MOUTH I AM SKAJW UGH I ATE A FLY HORRID EJWJWJEJJWJW WEEEEEEEJEJJEJEWHJE

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Pick one I'll draw it with an oc ovo

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Gorgeous...

Drawing concept art for this scene for the 500th time in a row. Idk why I'm so in love with this scene... 😩

Also trying to design the gods again and wanting to die

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hey remember in my agents post when i said not to worry about the page with leo growing hair. so funny story

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Thank... you Iaja...skkakw...you the best really/gen

Self conscious about my AUs people don't hate me for them right? They like em right? I'm not going to get yelled at for doing it wrong right? They'll kindly share correct information to me right?

I feel like I'm in a hostile environment even though ik I have people who are kind to me why do I feel like this ???

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Sisjah thank you...I just get very nervous about it because sometimes it's something nobody even knows I sometimes crossover things with I just...get really scared

Self conscious about my AUs people don't hate me for them right? They like em right? I'm not going to get yelled at for doing it wrong right? They'll kindly share correct information to me right?

I feel like I'm in a hostile environment even though ik I have people who are kind to me why do I feel like this ???

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Idk I get VERY nervous about the things I share especially when it is a hyper fixation of mine I end up getting nervous and scared people will get annoyed by it...

Self conscious about my AUs people don't hate me for them right? They like em right? I'm not going to get yelled at for doing it wrong right? They'll kindly share correct information to me right?

I feel like I'm in a hostile environment even though ik I have people who are kind to me why do I feel like this ???

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Self conscious about my AUs people don't hate me for them right? They like em right? I'm not going to get yelled at for doing it wrong right? They'll kindly share correct information to me right?

I feel like I'm in a hostile environment even though ik I have people who are kind to me why do I feel like this ???

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Traveling suit, 1905

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Gives me

"this is my best friend best friend who could kill"

Vibes lol love itt

:D

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All of a sudden nervous about something...I don't like that...sighs...

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Smash reference instantly wins!!

I caved and decided to try and join the Kirby OC tournament :]

The Lost Warrior from a not too far-away planet, traveling at the speed of a comet, your new competitor has arrived!

@kirbyoctournament

Name: Halley

Reference Image/s:

Notes on Personality:

Halley in fewest words possible is sharp as a needle, an observant analyst. An aloof, battle hardened warrior to some, a polite, helpful guide to others, and to a few - a wholehearted friend.

Backstory and Lore:

CW - Death

Halley is from a not-too-far planet in the Gamble galaxy, just a couple solar systems away from popstar’s. Born from stardust meeting fire much like most of her kind, she was taken in by her mentor, Stal. Although under a different name at the time, Halley was taught the ways of her culture revolving around stories of warriors, paradise, and butterflies. The cycle of life, death and rebirth. Taught to respect the butterflies passing by as they guide souls. Taught they are protectors of life, but should never interfere with death. It was a lot for Halley to grasp, but with time she’ll soon understand the weight of her role in this life.

Outside of lessons with Stal, Halley would hang out with a few of her friends. They’d all do typical things you’d expect a teenager to do - walk in the woods, gossip about other apprentices, spread harmless little rumors, and the likes. Though one day the small group of moth-like aliens noticed something peculiar. There was an uptick in the amount of remains of bones, sure they’d come across them every-once-in-a-while (animal’s got to eat you know). Now being so closely tied to the cycle of life and death, the gang could tell there was something not right with this. It was almost like a dark smog emitted from the skeletons, consuming every living thing in its wake. They all fled the scene before anything could happen and decided to bring this up to their mentors who they have looked up to for all these years. After informing them, the small community had brought this up with their elders, who brought it up with their higher ups, and so on and so forth.

It was weeks until they got an answer back, death in the forest had spread to nearby villages. Everything made since when they learned it was Necrodeus and his lackeys invading the solar system. Claiming everything in its icy cold grip of death. Not ceasing until it snuffs out the brightest star in the universe.

How long has this been going on?

How many have died with theirs lives cut too short?

Mentors have increased training, less free time for apprentices. After all there was going to a war soon. They had to defend their home. They needed every second they could.

Outside of the increasingly harsher training that an upcoming war brought, Halley’s friends taught her about self-expression, leading to Halley to question who she is for once, think about life outside of training. Her and Stal talked about how Halley felt like she was more than who she is, something better, something greater than how she currently looked. Son renaming herself to Halley and taking on the feminine uniforms, she started to feel more like herself. Stal guided and supported her through every step of the way, even defending her on a few occasions. Halley felt a kinship with Stal - that no matter what happened, Stal would be there to guide her.

After a few years of sharpening her skills with the blade, Necrodeus drew closer, war was one the horizon. Halley was finally announced to be a full fledged warrior. At the ceromony, Halley was gifted a neatly cut piece of Stal’s cape, the one which she presently wears around her neck.

It wasn’t long after that until battles were being planned, attacks and ambushes launched on both sides. Halley had learned how to scout and terminate anything that drew near effectively and efficiently.

Many were lost, enemies revealed themselves as well as allies shone through the darkness with them, Halley had to even part with some close friends being lost in smog of death. There was a growth in incidents of apprentices turning on their mentors or vice versa. Many believed it was the influence of Necrodeus. Soon Halley was brought to the heat of battles, no longer remaining a guard for the villages. For a while it seemed like Halley’s tribe was winning. The smog that polluted the air was less and birds began to sing in the skies again.

That was until one tragic day, while out scouting, an ambush was launched. Everything went by so fast. All Halley could see was a thick black fog, all they could smell was the scent of death. Trudging through for survivors. Halley spotted the orange -not so much anymore- iridescent cloak of their mentor among the trees. Rushing to her aid, Halley spotted for the first time in a while, a butterfly. Never once did she want swat it away, to keep preserving someone’s life, to go against everything her mentor as taught her. Not once until now.

It wasn’t her time.

Not yet, it couldn’t be!

But as she stood there frozen with a mix of volatile emotions boiling inside her, Stal’s breathing eventually became shallower and shallower before ceasing indefinitely. Become nothing but embers in the air. Leaving a scrap of torn cloak, and Halley. In shock.

Why didn’t she do anything? Why didn’t she take her to safety or the very least say goodbye?

A search party was sent for Halley 2 days later. She was eventually found not far from the village,  disheveled and clutching a scrap of her mentors cloak.

Returning safely and being sentenced to bed rest until she could recover. Halley could hear rumors blaming her for Stal’s death. Too in shock and snapping at a few, Halley became more and more distant. Newer recruits saw a cold warrior. Elders saw a grieving child.

Returning to battle, Halley rarely talked to anyone. Remaining focused on fighting back, a fire that still burned brighter than ever with grieving rage. However all efforts were fruitless, Halley’s tribe was soon overwhelmed. Some began fleeing to other planets. Halley watched as numbers dwindled, soon elders were begging her to save herself, Necrodeus has won, the planet was his. Halley heeded their advice weeks later. When her community finally fell. As far as Halley knew, they were the last of their kind on this planet, the rest have fled. Where to? She didn’t know, but she did know that she wasn’t dying to something so cold and suffocating. This is not her end, she will keep going for Stal’s sake.

Fleeing the planet, going far through a few solar systems. Till she reached a brighter planet. This was far enough she thought.

Arriving to Popstar just a little before a spring breeze flew on through, Halley noticed the air was different. They could finally smell life, and the birds were singing sweet songs that wasn’t mockery of death. It was nice. For a moment, Halley could allow herself to feel relaxed. It was so… peaceful.

Wandering from village to village, she learned that she arrived to a planet called Popstar. For food, she offered protection. And when she learned the layout better, she offered guidance from place to place. There was never a real reason to protect this place as there was just an air of serenity everywhere but some folks were a little more paranoid than others.

Soon in her journey across Popstar, came across a rather squishy looking serpent. They introduced themselves as ‘Pollineocene’ but would much rather be called ‘Poli’. Going on a business spiel about what they sell -relics and artifacts-. Some Halley recognized, a few were from her planet. She gained some suspicion towards the snake. Deciding to keep a close eye on them, Halley travelled with Poli under the guise of protecting them from roadside thieves.

How did this sly serpent get their grubby claws on these?

Answers soon revealed themselves as they both reluctantly (to Halley) grew closer. While some of Poli’s relics were real, most were expertly crafted by them. Annoyed by the act of fraud, Halley scolded Poli for their trickery. Which of course went over Poli’s head. Halley started to tamper with several of their relics, so they’d break as soon as Poli tried to touch them. Revealing their ruse. 

However due lack of knowledge on how real were some, there was a minor incident of possession. Poli was their to save Halley, and may or may not have learned a few things about the moth’s life.

Gaining a new sympathy for Halley and Halley gaining trust of Poli. The two soon became inseparable. Halley would never admit it but they did admire Poli’s knowledge on these artifacts. As well as perplexed on how they are able to handle them.

Poli did eventually lessen on the fraud, not so much the questionable business schemes. Halley became more and more relax, being to caught up in Popstar’s lax lifestyle and almost forgetting about Necrodeus. Almost.

Until the day comes, Halley supposes she’ll enjoy the peace, but still stay prepared for the inevitable.

TL;DR

- Halleys kind is born of stardust and flame - born to protect the living until there eventuality arrives (morpho is their god)

- Halley is trans

- Necrodeus invaded Halley’s homeplanet - sending them till war for disrupting the cycle of life and death

- Halley lost their mentor who she though of as a mom, Halley is also blamed for the death of their mentor

- Halley’s planet was lost to death

- Halley fled to popstar and met poli

- Halley waits for the day Necrodeus arrives for revenge

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Thought about it....

Technology advancements I think they would make something along the lines of something wearable that allows non ink users to be able to use ink via gadgets and technology while at the same time I think they'd probably would probably invent human activities events again without realizing it as humans weren't necessarily ink users it'd probably be a repeat process in that regards but more technology use in it and flexed out to their ordeals... pretty good question...hard to find an answer...but that's my closest thing I can get without brain farting rjej

If playable salmonids were possible, and they couldn’t produce ink— what would u guys want or anticipate from them as a playable character. .. what are possible game modes…

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Work in progress of River's ref his body is done now for other things RAAAAH