#nthspace

[professorlizzard]

"So, my grandfather died in the Skeleton War, and -" "I am so sorry." " AND then when the war ended, he married grandma, and hid this amulet in" "Wait wait, didn't you say he died? Did he became a skeleton and defect?!" "Oh, you didn't know? The Skeleton War ended by making it never happen in the first place." "Well excuse me, I didn't even know there was a Skeleton War before you mentioned it!" "Its basic history in this space. Didn't you brush up on local history?" "Why would I, I am a mercenary. I get paid to shoot at things." "You are in the Time Anomaly Unit, you should know history!" "Well, listen, all I have to know is that if it flies and makes clock noises, I have to shoot it." "Augh. Nevermind."

Argument between Time Anomaly Unit's mission Control and a security escort, investigating into reports of skeletons on planet Post-Z.

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L E T ‘ S   C A T C H   A   B I G   O N E ! ! !

this was originally just gonna be a character ref and then it kind of... evolved. The angler is Ginger Poisson, pharmacist by trade. Her greatest wish is to catch the legendary Miracle Fish.

[k25ff]

So sayest the Avatar of Matter, ʜᴀʀʀᴜᴍᴘʜ.

@professorlizzard‘s wonderful Nthspace walrus-based cosmology is too fun not to draw some of.

The Avatar of Matter is a mashup of the story of Gilgamesh and Yaldabaoth, and a mighty and wondrous beaſt.

[professorlizzard]

While Tree-D, a stickperson, is very enthusiastic about the theory of research, she can be rather lazy in practice.

[professorlizzard]

The penultimate cluster! It is a silly place

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Formations is a rather dry and underground place.

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At last, but not least, the final cluster. A place of great knowledge, looking for people who will actually act upon it.

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Janus falling... but where...

Also he is blue now for a more cohesive palette!

[professorlizzard]

Haven't drawn Holly the Holeworm from the Wormhole in a while.

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"Okay Burd, do your magic, I guess" mumbled Octavia, still upset that she was forbidden from using her sledgehammer to open the vault. Janus d'Burd leaned closer to examine it. Unfortunately, he knew the model, and absolutely hated it. "Well, um, I have seen one of these lockboxes before." "Okay." "And um, you are not going to like what you are going to hear." "Why, is it cursed with a deadly spell? Will it wake up a mummy to suck out our moisture?" "No uh... a mummy?" "I have heard it happen back at home. Nevermind, nevermind, go on." "Okay. Um. So, this lockbox, it works by transmuting the items inside it into um pure noise, and... well." There was an awkward pause. "Are you saying, this magic box is a... Safe And Sound?" "I am sorry." Octavia sighed. A deathtrap would be just a regular, everyday obstacle. But a pun? This was unforgivable.

[professorlizzard]

The beaming creature pressed a piece of laminated paper into the bartender's hand. Confused, he lifted towards the light, and realized it was a business card. It had GUNSLINGER written on it in a bold capital font, surrounded by four crude revolver sketches. He glanced at the creature. It was evident that he deemed this as a sufficient form of identification that would answer any and all lingering questions. The beaming creature pressed a piece of laminated paper into the bartender's hand. Confused, he lifted towards the light, and realized it was a business card. It had GUNSLINGER written on it in a bold capital font, surrounded by four crude revolver sketches. He glanced at the creature. It was evident that he deemed this as a sufficient form of identification that would answer any and all lingering questions.

"Not talking ay? Well, I have one of those bona fide mind readers on my gang. Round Robin will get to your secrets." Gunslinger was still confused. He had nothing to say that was not self-evident, and he did not have any secrets. The aforementioned Round Robin floated by, him being a hovering many limbed beetle. He wore a mortar board on his head, probably to announce to the world "Look out! I am smart". He placed one of his hands on Gunslinger's head, and a few moments passed by. Silence. "Anything good?" said the bandit leader. Round Robin replied, his voice quivering. "This is outside my paygrade. I quit." He stormed out of the room, much to the confusion of the bandits. Gunslinger didn't understood what was happening either, but he was glad he could help someone abandon the life of crime.

Snippets from a story that doesn't exist... experimenting!

[professorlizzard]

The species of the fifth cluster!

Check out this tag, to see them all...

[professorlizzard]

"So, why did you pick Anomalous Planetology as a major?"

"Well, you know how my world is flat like one of those "panned cakes"?"

"Oh you wanted to know how that happened?"

"No. I wanted to know how every other world is an orb. It just didn't make sense."

"Well. At least I think my world is odd!!! Though its less of a world. More like a hole."

"A wormhole, isn't it?"

"Not really, it is a coincidence. If we were mice it would be a mousehole."

Holly and Tree-D chatting.

[professorlizzard]

Ozzy is an ancient bounty hunter construct. They haunt the lone and level sands as their stomping ground. Look upon and despair!

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An itinerant roboticist/mechanic from the Ouroboros Nebula. She is considering moving to planet Monophemus, where the Cyclopseans hold tournaments with their robot sea monsters.