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DAELKILI, Page 2

"This is Dasher, one of the main "characters" of the blog, he's pretty reclusive but tends to get out of his habits."

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Intertwine: The Mini Market

Before I go into this story, I'm just gonna say that this is one of two teasers that I'm gonna put out for the 1st chapter of my webcomic! Hope you enjoy these :)

The Mini Market

Clyde was wondering around the dusty place, his clothes and the backpack he wore were dusted with sand and grime as he strewn about the decrepit city, reminiscing about the past and how he felt regret in getting into this mess which he wouldn't have caused if he had just controlled himself.

It wouldn't be long after walking for a while that he noticed the area wasn't full of sunlight anymore. It used to be evening, however it started to darken to night. He could've kept on walking, walking around the dusty place, maybe bumped into concrete or fell time to time, his body doesn't need any requirements to survive like any other person does, but he felt that it should have one, as a treat to himself, even if he shouldn't need it.

He walked and walked around, trying to find shelter for himself. A rest should be enough, he thought as he looked around, but blocks and blocks of concrete from abandoned stores surrounded him, none of them in sight would be considered useful to be a place habitable enough to stay inside for the moment.

It was only then a slight cyan light shone across a sliver of concrete that attracted his gaze.

"What?" He said in confusion.

Clyde thought this whole city was abandoned, and that no electricity was to be found powering anything at all. This gave him hope, maybe there is someone or something nearby, that is able to help him, that is able to offer him a ride out of this place, that is able to talk with…

Clyde starts walking over to the source of the light, weaving through the blocks of concrete that once used to be lively with buildings and stores, it felt like forever before he reached his destination, a small mini market standing out in the middle of abandoned stores and buildings, cyan colored lights shined bright, lighting up the outside of the mini market. The atmosphere felt lively from looking at the sign itself, as it was made out of neon lights, however no name was made with them.

Clyde walked over to the front entrance and peered inside, it seems to just be a normal small mini market, food were placed on rows of racks and drinks were placed in what looks to be a cooler. There were 4 aisles in the store, with gaps in between each racks holding on to some products so much so that you can walk in a line horizontally through the aisles. On closer inspection, several things inside were flipped on it's side on the ground, a spot in the back of the market made way for a resting place.

After looking through the front glass, minding one of the busted glass doors at the entrance of the mini market, Clyde decided to head inside the market. The outside darkening as the night comes on.

By the time he entered, he did not notice that someone else was watching him from one of the windows from the empty buildings nearby, their eyes glowing white in the darkness, filled with curiosity, before receding from the empty window.

The mini market was chock full of resources. Using what he learnt, Clyde was able to start a small fire in a barrel at the empty corner of the market. Snacks that were still edible, were in his hands and his backpack as he sat down and huddled close to the fire, feeling it's warmth.

Clyde closes his eyes, as he reminisced again about his time with his friends. It was a Christmas celebration and all of them were hanging out for a group sleepover. All of them were chatting, messing around, playing activities and such.

What Clyde focused more on was his then boyfriend, Darc, both of whom were happily discussing about the events taking place at that time, laughing about silly jokes, enjoying the moment as well as flirting with each other. He sighs as he experienced the peacefulness of the memory.

"Wish I can go back." Clyde thought, a sad frown formed on his face as he slowly drifts to sleep.

CLINK CLANG

Clyde was jolted awake with the sudden sounds of metal clashing together.

Someone is here,

but within the range of the light of the fire, as it was slowly burning in intensity, he could not see anyone. The blue light from the sign outside did not help, as Clyde realized the lights were turned off by now. It was dark out there, night has fallen, the darkness grew in the market.

"God dammit."

Clyde grew anxious, he had to remain calm, it's his responsibility to keep himself out of harm's way, he has to survive, he can't bear the fact that he has to encounter this stranger for the first time but he has to, he has to.

He stood up and slowly started walking around the aisles, checking each and every one of it to find a weapon that he can use.

Soon, he picked up a frying pan, it was enough to be dealt on someone without killing them with his current strength. It was also the only suitable weapon that he can find while searching through the aisles he went to.

It was quiet. Clyde was slowly walking to another aisle to search for something useful on the racks, he planned to book it from the store if he ever approached the front door by then. However…

for a moment from the back of the store, he had never realized the white glowing eyes that were near the front entrance were staring at him.

Only when he saw them in his peripheral vision was when he turned to look at it fully and froze. He was petrified, meeting eye to eye with the stranger.

"YAAAAAAAAR" "Shit SHit SHIT ARGH-"

Clyde was ready to turn back and run away, but he wasn't fast enough as the stranger threw an object at his head at high speeds that he easily slipped and fell to the ground, letting the stranger catch up to him.

Hands were up on Clyde in an instant, one hand wrapped around his neck tightly, followed by the other who cupped Clyde's abled arm, forcing him to drop the frying pan. The stranger stretched forward and high over him, however the stranger does not look at him directly.

Clyde was struggling to remove the stranger's hand off his neck, which it was impossible to do so. His neck was gripped tight and he might die if he doesn't do anything.

Clyde realized the stranger's grip on his arm was loosening by this very moment. He took it as a chance to free himself. He was looking all over the floor for the frying pan he picked up just now, seeing it mere centimetres away from him.

He reached out for it, yanking his abled arm off the stranger, while one hand was still on the stranger's hands that held his neck.

WHAM

The stranger's face was hit with a force so hard that their head collided with the racks as items on it fell off, the grip on Clyde's neck was lessened significantly. As a result, Clyde was able to get up after the struggle.

The stranger looked back at Clyde before-

WHAM

"Arh! Stop STO-" The stranger fell on to their back on the floor of the market, splayed out as their noodle-like arms tries to find its way to protect themselves. Clyde winds up another strike as he finds an opening.

WHAM

The stranger finally went unconscious, splayed out again as messed up spaghetti. Clyde towered over it, panicked breathing escaping after being full of adrenaline before letting go of the frying pan.

He stepped back from the mess. As his adrenaline rush was slowly fizzling out, he looked back at what he'd done.

"Oh no… No no no no no…" He didn't kill it, did he?

Regret washed over him once again. With what strength he had left, he dragged the stranger over to the fire, he didn't know what to do, all he could do was to prop it next to the fire, despite looking like the same mess as before, hoping that they're still warm in the scenario that they're still alive.

Clyde grabbed his backpack and packed extra supplies into it. He sat down next to the front entrance, thinking of things to do when he leaves, but he doesn't want to leave until ensuring that the stranger is at least alive.

It's all too much. "What will he do when it turns out to be dead? What will happen to me if it's dead… If it's dead… If…"

"Please be fine…" Clyde whispered as he started sobbing, tears running down his face, he can't stand losing someone, even if his life was in danger from them minutes ago.

Clyde ended up sleeping on his side, leaned on his backpack, tears stained his face.

After double checking for any more sounds from Clyde, the stranger opened his eyes as he retracted his elongated body from the fight.

He never passed out in the first place, all he did was pretending to be dead.

After a few moments, he walked over to Clyde and kneeled down to meet his face eye-to-eye, looking at him longingly, before getting up and sitting down somewhere near him, just close enough so that Clyde wasn't able to directly see him when he wakes up again.

The Mini Market: END

[sandanth]

Intertwine: The Mini Market

Before I go into this story, I'm just gonna say that this is one of two teasers that I'm gonna put out for the 1st chapter of my webcomic! Hope you enjoy these :)

The Mini Market

Clyde was wondering around the dusty place, his clothes and the backpack he wore were dusted with sand and grime as he strewn about the decrepit city, reminiscing about the past and how he felt regret in getting into this mess which he wouldn't have caused if he had just controlled himself.

It wouldn't be long after walking for a while that he noticed the area wasn't full of sunlight anymore. It used to be evening, however it started to darken to night. He could've kept on walking, walking around the dusty place, maybe bumped into concrete or fell time to time, his body doesn't need any requirements to survive like any other person does, but he felt that it should have one, as a treat to himself, even if he shouldn't need it.

He walked and walked around, trying to find shelter for himself. A rest should be enough, he thought as he looked around, but blocks and blocks of concrete from abandoned stores surrounded him, none of them in sight would be considered useful to be a place habitable enough to stay inside for the moment.

It was only then a slight cyan light shone across a sliver of concrete that attracted his gaze.

"What?" He said in confusion.

Clyde thought this whole city was abandoned, and that no electricity was to be found powering anything at all. This gave him hope, maybe there is someone or something nearby, that is able to help him, that is able to offer him a ride out of this place, that is able to talk with…

Clyde starts walking over to the source of the light, weaving through the blocks of concrete that once used to be lively with buildings and stores, it felt like forever before he reached his destination, a small mini market standing out in the middle of abandoned stores and buildings, cyan colored lights shined bright, lighting up the outside of the mini market. The atmosphere felt lively from looking at the sign itself, as it was made out of neon lights, however no name was made with them.

Clyde walked over to the front entrance and peered inside, it seems to just be a normal small mini market, food were placed on rows of racks and drinks were placed in what looks to be a cooler. There were 4 aisles in the store, with gaps in between each racks holding on to some products so much so that you can walk in a line horizontally through the aisles. On closer inspection, several things inside were flipped on it's side on the ground, a spot in the back of the market made way for a resting place.

After looking through the front glass, minding one of the busted glass doors at the entrance of the mini market, Clyde decided to head inside the market. The outside darkening as the night comes on.

By the time he entered, he did not notice that someone else was watching him from one of the windows from the empty buildings nearby, their eyes glowing white in the darkness, filled with curiosity, before receding from the empty window.

The mini market was chock full of resources. Using what he learnt, Clyde was able to start a small fire in a barrel at the empty corner of the market. Snacks that were still edible, were in his hands and his backpack as he sat down and huddled close to the fire, feeling it's warmth.

Clyde closes his eyes, as he reminisced again about his time with his friends. It was a Christmas celebration and all of them were hanging out for a group sleepover. All of them were chatting, messing around, playing activities and such.

What Clyde focused more on was his then boyfriend, Darc, both of whom were happily discussing about the events taking place at that time, laughing about silly jokes, enjoying the moment as well as flirting with each other. He sighs as he experienced the peacefulness of the memory.

"Wish I can go back." Clyde thought, a sad frown formed on his face as he slowly drifts to sleep.

CLINK CLANG

Clyde was jolted awake with the sudden sounds of metal clashing together.

Someone is here,

but within the range of the light of the fire, as it was slowly burning in intensity, he could not see anyone. The blue light from the sign outside did not help, as Clyde realized the lights were turned off by now. It was dark out there, night has fallen, the darkness grew in the market.

"God dammit."

Clyde grew anxious, he had to remain calm, it's his responsibility to keep himself out of harm's way, he has to survive, he can't bear the fact that he has to encounter this stranger for the first time but he has to, he has to.

He stood up and slowly started walking around the aisles, checking each and every one of it to find a weapon that he can use.

Soon, he picked up a frying pan, it was enough to be dealt on someone without killing them with his current strength. It was also the only suitable weapon that he can find while searching through the aisles he went to.

It was quiet. Clyde was slowly walking to another aisle to search for something useful on the racks, he planned to book it from the store if he ever approached the front door by then. However…

for a moment from the back of the store, he had never realized the white glowing eyes that were near the front entrance were staring at him.

Only when he saw them in his peripheral vision was when he turned to look at it fully and froze. He was petrified, meeting eye to eye with the stranger.

"YAAAAAAAAR" "Shit SHit SHIT ARGH-"

Clyde was ready to turn back and run away, but he wasn't fast enough as the stranger threw an object at his head at high speeds that he easily slipped and fell to the ground, letting the stranger catch up to him.

Hands were up on Clyde in an instant, one hand wrapped around his neck tightly, followed by the other who cupped Clyde's abled arm, forcing him to drop the frying pan. The stranger stretched forward and high over him, however the stranger does not look at him directly.

Clyde was struggling to remove the stranger's hand off his neck, which it was impossible to do so. His neck was gripped tight and he might die if he doesn't do anything.

Clyde realized the stranger's grip on his arm was loosening by this very moment. He took it as a chance to free himself. He was looking all over the floor for the frying pan he picked up just now, seeing it mere centimetres away from him.

He reached out for it, yanking his abled arm off the stranger, while one hand was still on the stranger's hands that held his neck.

WHAM

The stranger's face was hit with a force so hard that their head collided with the racks as items on it fell off, the grip on Clyde's neck was lessened significantly. As a result, Clyde was able to get up after the struggle.

The stranger looked back at Clyde before-

WHAM

"Arh! Stop STO-" The stranger fell on to their back on the floor of the market, splayed out as their noodle-like arms tries to find its way to protect themselves. Clyde winds up another strike as he finds an opening.

WHAM

The stranger finally went unconscious, splayed out again as messed up spaghetti. Clyde towered over it, panicked breathing escaping after being full of adrenaline before letting go of the frying pan.

He stepped back from the mess. As his adrenaline rush was slowly fizzling out, he looked back at what he'd done.

"Oh no… No no no no no…" He didn't kill it, did he?

Regret washed over him once again. With what strength he had left, he dragged the stranger over to the fire, he didn't know what to do, all he could do was to prop it next to the fire, despite looking like the same mess as before, hoping that they're still warm in the scenario that they're still alive.

Clyde grabbed his backpack and packed extra supplies into it. He sat down next to the front entrance, thinking of things to do when he leaves, but he doesn't want to leave until ensuring that the stranger is at least alive.

It's all too much. "What will he do when it turns out to be dead? What will happen to me if it's dead… If it's dead… If…"

"Please be fine…" Clyde whispered as he started sobbing, tears running down his face, he can't stand losing someone, even if his life was in danger from them minutes ago.

Clyde ended up sleeping on his side, leaned on his backpack, tears stained his face.

After double checking for any more sounds from Clyde, the stranger opened his eyes as he retracted his elongated body from the fight.

He never passed out in the first place, all he did was pretending to be dead.

After a few moments, he walked over to Clyde and kneeled down to meet his face eye-to-eye, looking at him longingly, before getting up and sitting down somewhere near him, just close enough so that Clyde wasn't able to directly see him when he wakes up again.

The Mini Market: END

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Art summary of 2024!

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Merry Late Birthday!!! I'm so 18 now :p

Tatic took this photo during Clyde's birthday while me and Mochi were decorating the fake christmas tree we bought, funny shenanigans went down before this butttt at least we got to set the tree up :]

It was a comfy night, nothing much happened, and we hung around as usual, I do admit Tatic's christmas outfit goes hard

Anyways, hoping you all had a good christmas this year! This year has been fun, I wanna compile all of the art I did for each month for the new years, so hoping you all look out for that :p

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DAELKILI

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"First page of the webcomic! Nothing much of this guy here, but I'll get to him when he adresses himself in the next few pages."

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DAELKILI

Read below:

A blog titled, "The Four Abilities" showcased the daily lives of 4 superpowered individuals as they try to get around life while adapting to their unique quirks.

The blog was created on September 2020 but has been last updated on August 2021, and no updates on the crew were given out since then.

A few people have seen the blog before, although none recalled, or vividly remembered, what happened to it or if anything happened to the site itself before its last update.

This blog, "DAELKILI", made by myself, aims to archive whatever The Four Abilities holds in the case that the blog gets taken down.

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I'm hosting a qna of my ocs! If you got any questions about them feel free to say it in the comments and I'll doodle them out :D

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I'm hosting a qna of my ocs! If you got any questions about them feel free to say it in the comments and I'll doodle them out :D

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Yo! Just an update, here's the link to the novel that's on Geo's website if you're curious:

https://borja.ca/loadedsave/

A small reminder before reading is that novel Pix and stickman Pix are pretty much the same in abilities, even with the "absorbing" concept about 'em

Mr Pix!!! Drew him again yesterday because I like em lots (and they're a part of getting me into drawing in the first place)

Here are both versions from him, the other design comes from the novel that the creator made of him called 'Loaded Save'

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pls draw more of Mr "Noodle" Pix! He's so cool!

I'll try!! Currently I only have small doodles I did with him and one of my characters, but you can search for more if you type his name in any search engines

I do have these two old drawings of em to show ya :)

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Mr Pix!!! Drew him again yesterday because I like em lots (and they're a part of getting me into drawing in the first place)

Here are both versions from him, the other design comes from the novel that the creator made of him called 'Loaded Save'

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Eeping through the night, Flight & Fright

(Background only version:)

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My Artfight Attacks In 2024 Extras

While I was doing some art for friendly fires and attacks, there are times where I would get hit with either one from someone new or that it comes from a revenge from someone that I've already hit, and I'll be damned, the art pieces I got for my characters are really good! I adore them a ton, so seeing them drawn after sticking with them for so long is a great feeling to me :) And so, here they are:

All credits go to, from top to bottom, left to right:

SqltyLemonade (Artfight) Soggybottlecap (Artfight) GalaxyPixies45! (Artfight/Tumblr/Twitter) Bepus (Artfight) WireframeArson (Artfight/DeviantArt/Tumblr) The42UR3Genes (Artfight/Tumblr) TexnCitizn (Artfight/Twitter/Tumblr) RifoTheCatster (Artfight/Twitter)

And that's it! A very fun and enjoyable experience from this year's Artfight, and another thing would be that the team I'm in has also won this year's Artfight! Which is pretty awesome, but I honestly wouldn't care that much on it Anyways, hope to see you all around for next year's Artfight!

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My Artfight Attacks In 2024 (3/3)

Finally, here are the last few of them, I upped my skills even more by this time, spending more time on these drawings with the help of the extension of 3 days provided from the Artfight site devs:

And their credits from top to bottom, left to right:

RifoTheCatster (Artfight/Twitter) SubAtomicPixel (Artfight) phosphorus_phi (Artfight/Twitter) USA (a.k.a TealUmbrell) (Artfight/Twitter/Tumblr) Soggybottlecap (Artfight) TexnCitizn (Artfight/Twitter/Tumblr) Doppy_enjo (Artfight/Twitter/Tumblr)

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My Artfight Attacks In 2024 (2/3)

Here are more of the art that I have made:

And credits (Also top to bottom, left to right):

ILoveSpinach (Artfight) NickKloppy (Artfight/Twitter) S0LAR1NJU (Artfight/Twitter) CyndaChill (Artfight/Instagram) kayk7moto (Artfight) molepatrol (Artfight) sootbonnie (Artfight/Twitter/Tumblr)

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My Artfight Attacks In 2024 (1/3)

So! Over the month July, there's an event, "Artfight" that's all about gifting anyone's art of their character to their creator with a bit of team element in it, where you "attack" by gifting art for a creator of an opposition than yours, and a "friendly fire" by gifting art for a creator that's in the same team with you Why am I telling you this? I participated in it and made over 20+ small "doodles" for others over the month and I genuinely did not expect to have way more fun than usual. If I have time for next year's artfight, I'll definitely join in for the fun of it! Anyways, here are the art pieces I did during that time, some are more high quality than others, but they were still enjoyable to make:

From top to bottom and left to right, the creators are listed below: SqltyLemonade (Artfight) GalaxyPixies45! (Artfight/Tumblr/Twitter) The42UR3Genes (Artfight/Tumblr) Uniwolf379 (Artfight/Tumblr) poorlyflower (Artfight/DeviantArt/Twitter) T0tallyMarino (Artfight/Twitter) Ultrio (Artfight/DeviantArt/Twitter) WireframeArson (Artfight/DeviantArt/Tumblr) I would link their socials, but with their names and where they can be found online from looking through their Artfight is enough to search up and give them a follow to show support, and do that, since they're very awesome :D