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            “I don’t mean to be rude Mrs. Winder, but I would like them back, now please”.

Her eyes were locked onto his. She wanted to scream but something forced her silence and her body wouldn’t listen to her.                “…They’re-”, she began, despite being too terrified to answer him ,”On the table?”, she felt herself speak and her hand slowly pointed towards the dining room. Murdoc clapped his hands together ,”Excellent”, he said through nearly gritted teeth ,”I’m sure you have plenty of questions but I’m afraid I do not have the time for them”. With that he walked down the hall without another word.                Dr. Winder stood there for what seemed like hours trying to fathom how the man appeared in front of her, seeming to materialize the moment the light hit his body. Thousands of thoughts raced through her head as she tried to comprehend what had happened until she remembered that she still could not move. Murdoc had already begun sorting through the papers scattered across the tables’ surface. Once He had them stacked and placed into their folder Winders knees gave out.                “W-what the hell did you do to me?”, She gasped out and leaned on the wall to stand back up.                “Just made sure you didn’t scream”, he said calmly without giving her a glance ,”I would advise avoiding eye contact next time”.                He adjusted his tie and started towards the front door. Winder scrambled up to her feet to catch up to him,” Wait, wait!”, she called out without a response.                “Please! I just want answers!”, she grabbed the back of his vest and he stopped in front of the door.                He turned and glowered at her. His emerald green eyes cast down a horribly disappointed expression…or was it perhaps pity?                “I admire your determination”, he cocked a brow ,”but I’m doing this for your own safety Mrs. Winder”.

She stared at him, ignoring his previous advice and had a tight grip on his vest.                His expression did not faulter,” Leave it be. It is not worth it. You’ll either be swallowed up in the rabbit hole, or die because you couldn’t handle the information”.                “One question then…”, she let go of him and returned his glare ,”Are there more like you out there?”.

               He slightly tilted his head back to study her for a moment as if judging her tenacity. His glare grew less intense yet his ever-deadened expression made it impossible to know what he was thinking.

“Not for long…”.

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This took way too long but we’re back in gear!

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Judgmental Bitches™ Here’s Kevin with his brother being tired as fuck as proof I’m not dead. Finals is over and I’m trying to get a reign in on my mental state. I’m going to start drawing more and this was hair practice believe it or not. The next page of The Decline is actually almost done so stay tuned.

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Happy Valentines Day

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Take the fuckin trash out I swear to god

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oldish concept art of The Bastard™

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here’s a concept: me, riding your ceiling fan like a gargoyle. you, smacking me with a broom. both of us are yelling

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Pages are posted there as well!

eh everyone is flipping out and I reeaaallly doubt anything is going to happen and I don’t care about nsfw shit but considering how finicky the site is and just to be on the safe side… I only have a Deviantart y’all sorry but you can find my other art and shit here https://www.deviantart.com/kittin12376/gallery/

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Vampire Hunters

A merry band of mysterious idiots who will be appearing in The Decline eventually All of them fully prepared to protect themselves from vampires but none of them know how to properly kill them I was tired of Van Helsing being the only thing popping up whenever you typed in "Vampire hunter" so i went in and did something new Practical armor. Ample neck protection. Those are called "Bevors" (I had fun learning about this lol) Each one has a different helmet. Percy has a Cabasset, Keely has a Sallet, Wesley and Sage both have different styled Kettle hats Every piece of metal is either made of or coated in silver. Each one all specialize in specific things. Percy is the Scouter (Only because they can see the best out of their helmet), Keely is the Muscle/Tank (Only because they were the only one who could afford a full armor set), Wesley is the supplier and the "sneaky" type who usually does the banishing, and Sage is the "Brains" (but in reality they're massive snob). They all came together because vampires hurt them in certain ways and like Kevin, are tired of their shit.

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PSA

Critiques are very much appreciated. This is the first legit comic I’ve made. The last drawn one I made was back in 2013 when I was using MS Paint. So please bear with me if the comic style changes, or the background doesn’t make any sense, I’m still experimenting and if anyone has any tips or tricks I would very much appreciate it.

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Prologue