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Wing's Official Art Thread
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queertactics
Senior Member
draw the badge walrus
MindlessPatch
Time Keeper
I'd love to request my mayor or if you prefer to draw villagers maybe Chief? :>
ohohohOHOOHO CHECK THE GALLERY ;D
I drew it twice, so here's the other
Okies, done!
I liked Quinn and Takashi... So I drew em' both!
If you'd want Takashi in the style I drew for MindlessPatch before, let me know...
Because I saw the other arts in the folder and I thought it'd be nice to draw him older!
Chiisanacx
Senior Member
Oh do you mind drawing my Mayor ? Thankies C:
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Omg i love the way you drew Quinn and Mayor Takashi <333
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Omg i love the way you drew Quinn and Mayor Takashi <333
MindlessPatch
Time Keeper
Oh wow she looks lovely! Thank you so much!! ^^ I love your drawing of Emma's OC Quinn. Will definitely be keeping an eye on this thread to see more of your art <:
emmatheweirdo
my anaconda dont want nun
I liked Quinn and Takashi... So I drew em' both!
If you'd want Takashi in the style I drew for MindlessPatch before, let me know...
Because I saw the other arts in the folder and I thought it'd be nice to draw him older!
*cries* AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH omgomg okokok wait so like you're so flippin' amazing what the heck is this????????? wahhhhhhhhh i'm in love omfg *hugs art and you* bless bless ughhhhhhhh they're so perf! it's so cool to see what cute little takshi looks like all grown up ahh ;w; he's still a qt and i am actually just gonna go stare at quinn for hours i am in loveeeeeeee okok thank you so much you *throws all my money at you and flails* i'm obsessed now and i want mmmmmmorreeeeee~ i'll pay bc frick i just ahh i can't thank you enough <3333333333
Ahhh your art is beautiful! (☆_☆) Please consider any of my OCs? c: Thank you!
Name: Cygni Swarovski
Species: Black Swan
Height: 175 cm
Likes: Peace and quiet, dancing, reading, polishing his doll collection (a small army of matryoshkas), Yaeha (since he’s the smallest troublemaker of this bunch), waterweed-flavoured frozen yoghurt, Mukuro (he likes kids).
Dislikes: Having to clean up after Skel’s messes, Having to clean up after Mukuro’s messes, Pandas, being mistaken for a girl, Mukuro getting dismembered, algae.
Brief overview: Skel’sbutler nanny swan familiar because he lost a bet, but the two of them go way back so it isn’t much of a problem. A very pretty boy, often mistaken for a girl, gets pissed off when it happens. Used to be an uptight, violent, snobbish dweeb. Now he’s just an uptight dweeb who’s pretty much the team mom of this whole pack of idiots. Acts like an overly concerned mother to Mukuro.
Backstory: He came from a family of aristocrats who were eagerly anticipating the birth of their new baby daughter… only it turned out to be a boy. His parents still raised him as a boy, but since they had really, really wanted a daughter, they ended up subconsciously bringing him up as they would a girl, by buying him dolls, giving him ballet lessons, giving in to his temper tantrums etc, and as such he ended up being a rich spoiled brat who was thoroughly bored by and sick of the life of an aristocrat and his parents buying him dresses. As such, when he reached near-adulthood, he ran away from home to join the monochromatic animals mafia/criminal underworld. After having picked up some form of martial arts and actually becoming rather good at it, his ego grew three times too large and he ended up picking fights with just about anybody.
As expected, he ended up challenging someone waaay beyond his ability, and got his ass handed to him (aka nearly gutted, both legs broken, wings nearly shredded), and was forced to retreat, flying away with his tail between his legs, certain that he was going to die. Fortunately, he crash-landed near Skel’s clinic, and since the doctor witch hadn’t gone completely off the rails yet, he took the swan in and fixed him up. Now, since he owed Skel quite a bit (and also needed to lie low for a while), he ended up living with the doctor witch as his friend/pet for quite some time. Over those years, having had to put up and assist with Skel’s increasing crazy and general lack of common sense and people skills, he’s mellowed out and became the genuinely nice, if not rather uptight bird he is today.
At some point in time, he ends up saying “For all of your quirkiness, you really can bring people back from the brink of death, huh,” which prompts Skel’s epiphany and instils the idea that HOLY **** IMMA SHINIGAMI WHY DIDN’T I SEE THIS EARLIER, leading to him dashing off to get his cloak, scythe, skull mask and to put up ads asking for familiars. Of course, Swarovski had no intention of going along with this rubbish and tried in vain to make Skel see all the flaws in his reasoning, that he wasn’t a Shinigami in the least and no one with half a brain would ever believe him (but arguing with someone whose mantra is “eh, close enough” is never a good idea), and eventually made a bet that “If someone actually signs up for that ad, I’ll be a familiar”. Half a day later, a hyena dashes in to sign up, Swarovski nearly bursts a blood vessel, and here we are today. (Note: No one else signed up after that, Mukuro joined the troop in a different way.)
Trivia:
Name: Mukuro
Species: Narwhal
Height: 182 cm with horn, 122cm without
Likes: Ramming things, Adventuring, Violence, Sharks and other related creatures (bullying them, to be exact), Piggyback rides, Her big sis, big brother and doggie.
Dislikes: Getting her horn stuck. Not being able to get it out. Being left in that position for extended periods of time. Drifting away attached to ice floes due to the former.
Brief Overview: A psychopathic little narwhal who finds violence fun and thinks others should enjoy it too. Her soul is rather shakily attached to her body because her mother was attacked and killed during childbirth. Other than that, she’s a nice, sweet little kid who seems to have quite a bit of luck. Sees Orca (Idate) as her father for an unknown reason. Likes her new “family”.
Backstory + Personality: Her real home is much further up north, among the icy seas. Having been orphaned at such a young age that she had no concept of “parents”, she’s grown up without much of a worry in the world, becoming a little too na?ve and carefree, as seen from her constant ramming of objects and getting her horn stuck in them. Having spent most of her life living around a very certain orca pod, she’s learned their mannerisms, culture and way of life (In other words that violence really is the best form of entertainment, sharks are a bunch of silly, loutish fish and that it’s great to be a carnivore). Hence, she’s more than a little bloodthirsty, and takes pleasure in picking on sharks… but since there aren’t many sharks up north, she has to settle for picking on penguins, fishes and occasionally species closely related to sharks, such as rays, and dogfish. She’d gladly take on larger animals if she gets the chance, though.
After living the majority of her life swimming with orcas, cutting holes in the ice to watch penguins fall through and getting her horn stuck in countless ice floes, she’s gotten a little bored of the “quiet” life. Thus, she decided to set off on an adventure, to the warmer seas down south, where she’ll see new sights, meet new people, probably mutilate someone and most certainly get her horn stuck somewhere.
After several misadventures and such, she eventually realises that she isn’t exactly what you would call “normal”. No, not that enjoying violence and dismembering people is weird, but that her name is eerily accurate; she’s pretty much a ghost possessing a vegetable, she wasn’t truly alive in the first place. This revelation would be the result of still being able to feel cut up about being cut up (decapitated and quartered, that fight went horribly wrong), with her soul currently residing in her head and still able to make it think and talk. This “living corpse” is eventually found by Skel, who still has a scientist’s curiosity and a doctor’s desire to help people somewhere deep within him, and to cut a long story short, all 57 pieces of her, innards and all, were stitched back into a working body, his greatest medical achievement in who knows how long. She gets over it disturbingly easily and becomes one of Skel’s familiars and is currently enjoying her life in the Pitch-Black World.
Trivia:
Also, his skin is pure white, just like these two: (x) (x)
And could you make the doctor's coat like so? clickie
details you can't really see in the image:
His hair is like this, but in a different colour, green. Which shade of green is up to you c:
He also has random cross clips sprinkled through his hair like so:
Name: Cygni Swarovski
Species: Black Swan
Height: 175 cm
Likes: Peace and quiet, dancing, reading, polishing his doll collection (a small army of matryoshkas), Yaeha (since he’s the smallest troublemaker of this bunch), waterweed-flavoured frozen yoghurt, Mukuro (he likes kids).
Dislikes: Having to clean up after Skel’s messes, Having to clean up after Mukuro’s messes, Pandas, being mistaken for a girl, Mukuro getting dismembered, algae.
Brief overview: Skel’s
Backstory: He came from a family of aristocrats who were eagerly anticipating the birth of their new baby daughter… only it turned out to be a boy. His parents still raised him as a boy, but since they had really, really wanted a daughter, they ended up subconsciously bringing him up as they would a girl, by buying him dolls, giving him ballet lessons, giving in to his temper tantrums etc, and as such he ended up being a rich spoiled brat who was thoroughly bored by and sick of the life of an aristocrat and his parents buying him dresses. As such, when he reached near-adulthood, he ran away from home to join the monochromatic animals mafia/criminal underworld. After having picked up some form of martial arts and actually becoming rather good at it, his ego grew three times too large and he ended up picking fights with just about anybody.
As expected, he ended up challenging someone waaay beyond his ability, and got his ass handed to him (aka nearly gutted, both legs broken, wings nearly shredded), and was forced to retreat, flying away with his tail between his legs, certain that he was going to die. Fortunately, he crash-landed near Skel’s clinic, and since the doctor witch hadn’t gone completely off the rails yet, he took the swan in and fixed him up. Now, since he owed Skel quite a bit (and also needed to lie low for a while), he ended up living with the doctor witch as his friend/pet for quite some time. Over those years, having had to put up and assist with Skel’s increasing crazy and general lack of common sense and people skills, he’s mellowed out and became the genuinely nice, if not rather uptight bird he is today.
At some point in time, he ends up saying “For all of your quirkiness, you really can bring people back from the brink of death, huh,” which prompts Skel’s epiphany and instils the idea that HOLY **** IMMA SHINIGAMI WHY DIDN’T I SEE THIS EARLIER, leading to him dashing off to get his cloak, scythe, skull mask and to put up ads asking for familiars. Of course, Swarovski had no intention of going along with this rubbish and tried in vain to make Skel see all the flaws in his reasoning, that he wasn’t a Shinigami in the least and no one with half a brain would ever believe him (but arguing with someone whose mantra is “eh, close enough” is never a good idea), and eventually made a bet that “If someone actually signs up for that ad, I’ll be a familiar”. Half a day later, a hyena dashes in to sign up, Swarovski nearly bursts a blood vessel, and here we are today. (Note: No one else signed up after that, Mukuro joined the troop in a different way.)
Trivia:
- He still acts in a rather feminine fashion, such as walking very daintily (blame the ballet lessons) in his good moods. Doesn’t help people identify his gender easily at first glance.
- His laugh is some deep, heavily accented honking noise which would scare the pants off people if they heard it in a dark alleyway at night.
- He’s always very concerned about his teammates and boss, making sure that they eat properly (Yaeha and Mukuro), that they don’t spend all their time cooped up in the house (Yaeha and Skel), that they don’t talk/pick fights with random people (Mukuro) and that they don’t cause a huge mess, bloody or otherwise (Mukuro and Skel, respectively).
- Mukuro often asks him for piggyback rides, which he agrees to grudgingly.
- His genderbent form is flatter than he currently is.
- He doesn’t enjoy being referred to by his first name for some reason or other.
Name: Mukuro
Species: Narwhal
Height: 182 cm with horn, 122cm without
Likes: Ramming things, Adventuring, Violence, Sharks and other related creatures (bullying them, to be exact), Piggyback rides, Her big sis, big brother and doggie.
Dislikes: Getting her horn stuck. Not being able to get it out. Being left in that position for extended periods of time. Drifting away attached to ice floes due to the former.
Brief Overview: A psychopathic little narwhal who finds violence fun and thinks others should enjoy it too. Her soul is rather shakily attached to her body because her mother was attacked and killed during childbirth. Other than that, she’s a nice, sweet little kid who seems to have quite a bit of luck. Sees Orca (Idate) as her father for an unknown reason. Likes her new “family”.
Backstory + Personality: Her real home is much further up north, among the icy seas. Having been orphaned at such a young age that she had no concept of “parents”, she’s grown up without much of a worry in the world, becoming a little too na?ve and carefree, as seen from her constant ramming of objects and getting her horn stuck in them. Having spent most of her life living around a very certain orca pod, she’s learned their mannerisms, culture and way of life (In other words that violence really is the best form of entertainment, sharks are a bunch of silly, loutish fish and that it’s great to be a carnivore). Hence, she’s more than a little bloodthirsty, and takes pleasure in picking on sharks… but since there aren’t many sharks up north, she has to settle for picking on penguins, fishes and occasionally species closely related to sharks, such as rays, and dogfish. She’d gladly take on larger animals if she gets the chance, though.
After living the majority of her life swimming with orcas, cutting holes in the ice to watch penguins fall through and getting her horn stuck in countless ice floes, she’s gotten a little bored of the “quiet” life. Thus, she decided to set off on an adventure, to the warmer seas down south, where she’ll see new sights, meet new people, probably mutilate someone and most certainly get her horn stuck somewhere.
After several misadventures and such, she eventually realises that she isn’t exactly what you would call “normal”. No, not that enjoying violence and dismembering people is weird, but that her name is eerily accurate; she’s pretty much a ghost possessing a vegetable, she wasn’t truly alive in the first place. This revelation would be the result of still being able to feel cut up about being cut up (decapitated and quartered, that fight went horribly wrong), with her soul currently residing in her head and still able to make it think and talk. This “living corpse” is eventually found by Skel, who still has a scientist’s curiosity and a doctor’s desire to help people somewhere deep within him, and to cut a long story short, all 57 pieces of her, innards and all, were stitched back into a working body, his greatest medical achievement in who knows how long. She gets over it disturbingly easily and becomes one of Skel’s familiars and is currently enjoying her life in the Pitch-Black World.
Trivia:
- She’s challenged her guardians to fight many times. She’s never won once, but seeing as she usually gets out of said fights alive, that’s an achievement in itself.
- She hasn’t been actually adopted by the orca pod, they just see her as someone who follows them around and can put up a good fight.
- She somehow got herself stuck vertically upwards in the middle of the tundra. Heaven knows how she got there and back.
- She truly believes that fighting and mortally wounding people is something both parties enjoy, and is surprised when her prey tries to run away. After all, the other side never complains when she wins, and if she doesn’t they don’t have much of a reason to! Then again, if you tell her that you don’t want to play the chopping-up game, she’ll pout but eventually give in and play whatever other (less dangerous) game her friend wants to.
- Mistook Swarovski for a girl for the first week of joining the troop, it was only after calling him “big sis” and seeing major swan rage when she began to realise he wasn’t, and took several months before she started addressing him with male pronouns.
- More of a clarification than trivia: Her body is technically brain-dead, but isn’t really because her ghost is possessing it, giving it a consciousness. Her ghost attached itself to the brain, and is capable of surviving even when the body is killed, since ghosts don’t necessarily die when you kill their hosts, they stick around for some other reason.
Also, his skin is pure white, just like these two: (x) (x)
And could you make the doctor's coat like so? clickie
details you can't really see in the image:
His hair is like this, but in a different colour, green. Which shade of green is up to you c:
He also has random cross clips sprinkled through his hair like so:
His eyes are like those of the last girl in this picture:
Though, the cross would be red, and the surrounding colour would be black.
Though, the cross would be red, and the surrounding colour would be black.
before:
Name: Skel
Titles he gives himself: The Witch Doctor, The Witch Doctor, The Witch Doctor, The Witch Doctor
Name he really hates being called by: Doctor Witch, every variant of it barring “Witch Doctor”
Species: Witch (Doctor Witch) [This IS a mogekoverse character, and since Meikai is the only known sorcerer and seems to be really powerful and unique to that world, I’m hesitant to make this guy a sorcerer, thus he’s a witch. Also lets me joke around with “Witch Doctor/Doctor Witch”.]
Height: 173 cm
Likes: Medical Science, Healing magic, Cough medicine, Disinfectant, Inventing things, attention, Being recognised for the utter genius he is (really really isn’t that much of one)
Dislikes: When people call him “Doctor Witch’ or any of its variants (IT SOUNDS SO MUCH LESS COOL
), seeing his own blood, working in teams, Lack of hygiene
Brief Overview: Thoroughly believes that he’s a main character of an anime. Likes to pose and talk dramatically, but drops the act when he gets mad. Delusional, egoistic ****head who believes himself to be a powerful witch doctor and sadly enough, actually has the medical and magical power to back it up. Naming, titles and the like are all serious business to him. No one takes him seriously at all because of his personality. Has a major interest in the theory of combining his medical magic and scientific knowledge, and a mild interest in the possibility of researching into life and death. Gets better for a brief period of time and actually becomes less of a douche and more serious about his line of work. Lasts about as long as you’d expect.
Backstory: Being one of the few, if not one of the only male witches, he believed that he was someone special. When he found himself to be utterly gifted at healing magic, that’s when his ego suddenly swelled three sizes too large and when he pretty much became near-completely intolerable among the community. Having said that, he DID have a clinic/pharmacy of sorts where he would do his research and provide medical services to the residents of the witch world. Usually, he wouldn’t get many patients since everyone found him and his ego absolutely intolerable; people would only visit if it were something outstandingly serious or if they actually found his dramatics absolutely hilarious. Which was fine by him, really, since it gave him more time to further his skills in medical and scientific magic (by making up weird and probably pointless spells and inventing stuff that varied widely in their usefulness), and surely more people would come to him when they realised his talent and glory anyways.
When he started getting more patients, however, he started to get rather fed up with one thing: that they ALWAYS, and I mean ALWAYS addressed him as “Doctor Witch” as opposed to his true, glorious title of “Witch Doctor”. And that absolutely peeved him off to no end, ESPECIALLY since not only had he even painted over the sign he found outside his clinic, hinted rather obviously toward his patients and even outright told them to call him “WITCH DOCTOR” and not “DOCTOR WITCH”, they still did it. Eventually, this gave him an identity crisis worthy of any angsty teenager, and in the end, he decided on one thing: That he’s going to live rough in the jungle, get even more powerful, and maybe then people would start calling him by the title he deserves.
Yeah, don’t ask me how his logic works.
As such, he packed his bags, his research equipment and disinfectant and set off. In about a week, his “jungle lab” ended up looking exactly the same as his clinic back in the witch world, right down to the plumbing and potted plants. So much for “roughing it out”. Still, it wasn’t all too bad; he did end up helping the local animals, and with a near complete lack of distractions, he eventually developed patience and dedication to his work, and was able to hone his skill of healing magic to an art, and fused it with his studies of medical science to create some of his most successful inventions, such as synthetic multipurpose flesh, just-add-water universal donor blood (in red, black, pink and purple), scented candles which spread disinfectant and spells to accelerate natural restoration of HP and MP. In short, after his time in the jungle, as long as you weren’t dead, he could heal you back to tip-top condition.
…I just realised that half that paragraph also applies to those medics who heal you completely for 10G before every boss fight. Let’s move on.
Eventually, having explored nearly every different alley of healing magic, he decided to experiment taking it one step further, to attempt the reversal of what is only natural, no, not the reversal of death (yet), but the reversal of aging. As such, he eventually developed a trial potion, and just as always, he tested it on himself, trusting in his perfected healing skills to counteract possible negative side effects. Alas, his potion only managed to reverse his age by a measly five years (in the Mogeko universe, most magical beings age very slowly and won’t die of old age anyways), and its side effects? Messing up his state of mind!
Trivia:
after:
Name: Skel
Titles he gives himself: xXShinigamiXx, Dark Lord of Death Skel, Fourth Heir of the Fourth House of Death, Scythe-who-cuts-the-depths-of-Hades
Nicknames (given to him by others): Numbskull, Mad Doctor, Skull-Mask-Wearing Big Brother
Species: Shinigami (self proclaimed)
Actual Species: Witch (Doctor Witch)
Height: 164 cm (doesn’t stand up straight, 173cm when he does)
Likes: Death, Death Metal, Death theories, Death Note, Bleach, Reading up on near-death experiences, Grim Reapers, Shinigami, Necromancy, The number 4, His familiars, Medical Science
Dislikes: When people can’t see that he’s obviously a Shinigami, When they think that his skull and scythe are plastic (They ARE), People not addressing him by the appropriate title, seeing his own blood, lack of hygiene
Brief Overview: Thoroughly believes that he’s a main character of an anime. Likes to pose and talk dramatically, but drops the act when he gets mad. Delusional, egoistic ****head who believes himself to be a powerful Shinigami but has literally no necromancy skills to back it up. Naming, titles and the like are all serious business to him. No one takes him seriously at all because of his personality. Has an unusual obsession with death. Is generally friendlier and gets along quite well with his familiars, with all of them living a happy, mildly chaotic life in the “Deathcave”. Now runs a small pharmacy.
Amazing how so much and yet so little has changed, hasn’t it?
Backstory: And now, we’re back to the aftereffects of consuming that potion! As mentioned, it warped his mind subtly, yet drastically, nothing much really changed but most of his mind was just scrambled; thoughts being thrust forward or sealed away as a memory at the back of his head. His passion for furthering his medicinal magic and power had all pushed to the back of his mind, he slowly developed a disturbing interest in death, his somewhat serious attitude reverted back to his good old egoistic, delusional self, and finally, he somehow became friendlier! As more time passed, instead of spending his time productively in making actually useful inventions and becoming an even more powerful healer, he spent his time making “death potions” which were all just mixtures of poisons, looking up death-related phenomena, and overall somehow managing to act even more pathetically than before.
And it was around this time when he would encounter one of his future familiars, Swarovski, who would grudgingly put up with his increasingly insufferable and immature behaviour and through talking and scolding and attempting to “counsel” him, making the both of them a little more tolerable before re-interacting with the rest of the world. This relatively peaceful life would last until he brought up the fact that for all his craziness, Skel was capable of bringing people back from the brink of death... and his delusional mind equated this to his mastery over the boundary of life and death, and was thus, quite logically, a death god!
Yeah, don’t ask me how his brain works.
And so, in his biggest flurry of activity in several years, he bought himself everything any self-respecting death god would need: a skull to wear, the trademark scythe and of course, a long, black, hooded cloak, and moved into the Pitch-Black World. He would eventually attempt to find familiars and make Swarovski nearly burst a blood vessel after winning a bet, wander the world when he felt like it, and overall just live the peaceful and rather pathetic life he’s been living; attempting to use necromancy when his magic is the complete opposite, mess around with his familiars, etc. It’s not exactly clear if this is a better life than before.
Trivia (and what he actually does):
Name: Skel
Titles he gives himself: The Witch Doctor, The Witch Doctor, The Witch Doctor, The Witch Doctor
Name he really hates being called by: Doctor Witch, every variant of it barring “Witch Doctor”
Species: Witch (Doctor Witch) [This IS a mogekoverse character, and since Meikai is the only known sorcerer and seems to be really powerful and unique to that world, I’m hesitant to make this guy a sorcerer, thus he’s a witch. Also lets me joke around with “Witch Doctor/Doctor Witch”.]
Height: 173 cm
Likes: Medical Science, Healing magic, Cough medicine, Disinfectant, Inventing things, attention, Being recognised for the utter genius he is (really really isn’t that much of one)
Dislikes: When people call him “Doctor Witch’ or any of its variants (IT SOUNDS SO MUCH LESS COOL
), seeing his own blood, working in teams, Lack of hygieneBrief Overview: Thoroughly believes that he’s a main character of an anime. Likes to pose and talk dramatically, but drops the act when he gets mad. Delusional, egoistic ****head who believes himself to be a powerful witch doctor and sadly enough, actually has the medical and magical power to back it up. Naming, titles and the like are all serious business to him. No one takes him seriously at all because of his personality. Has a major interest in the theory of combining his medical magic and scientific knowledge, and a mild interest in the possibility of researching into life and death. Gets better for a brief period of time and actually becomes less of a douche and more serious about his line of work. Lasts about as long as you’d expect.
Backstory: Being one of the few, if not one of the only male witches, he believed that he was someone special. When he found himself to be utterly gifted at healing magic, that’s when his ego suddenly swelled three sizes too large and when he pretty much became near-completely intolerable among the community. Having said that, he DID have a clinic/pharmacy of sorts where he would do his research and provide medical services to the residents of the witch world. Usually, he wouldn’t get many patients since everyone found him and his ego absolutely intolerable; people would only visit if it were something outstandingly serious or if they actually found his dramatics absolutely hilarious. Which was fine by him, really, since it gave him more time to further his skills in medical and scientific magic (by making up weird and probably pointless spells and inventing stuff that varied widely in their usefulness), and surely more people would come to him when they realised his talent and glory anyways.
When he started getting more patients, however, he started to get rather fed up with one thing: that they ALWAYS, and I mean ALWAYS addressed him as “Doctor Witch” as opposed to his true, glorious title of “Witch Doctor”. And that absolutely peeved him off to no end, ESPECIALLY since not only had he even painted over the sign he found outside his clinic, hinted rather obviously toward his patients and even outright told them to call him “WITCH DOCTOR” and not “DOCTOR WITCH”, they still did it. Eventually, this gave him an identity crisis worthy of any angsty teenager, and in the end, he decided on one thing: That he’s going to live rough in the jungle, get even more powerful, and maybe then people would start calling him by the title he deserves.
Yeah, don’t ask me how his logic works.
As such, he packed his bags, his research equipment and disinfectant and set off. In about a week, his “jungle lab” ended up looking exactly the same as his clinic back in the witch world, right down to the plumbing and potted plants. So much for “roughing it out”. Still, it wasn’t all too bad; he did end up helping the local animals, and with a near complete lack of distractions, he eventually developed patience and dedication to his work, and was able to hone his skill of healing magic to an art, and fused it with his studies of medical science to create some of his most successful inventions, such as synthetic multipurpose flesh, just-add-water universal donor blood (in red, black, pink and purple), scented candles which spread disinfectant and spells to accelerate natural restoration of HP and MP. In short, after his time in the jungle, as long as you weren’t dead, he could heal you back to tip-top condition.
…I just realised that half that paragraph also applies to those medics who heal you completely for 10G before every boss fight. Let’s move on.
Eventually, having explored nearly every different alley of healing magic, he decided to experiment taking it one step further, to attempt the reversal of what is only natural, no, not the reversal of death (yet), but the reversal of aging. As such, he eventually developed a trial potion, and just as always, he tested it on himself, trusting in his perfected healing skills to counteract possible negative side effects. Alas, his potion only managed to reverse his age by a measly five years (in the Mogeko universe, most magical beings age very slowly and won’t die of old age anyways), and its side effects? Messing up his state of mind!
Trivia:
- Is on friendly terms with the Great Witch, if you call her actually just listening to his rants and giving a bored nod every once in a while “friendly”.
- At the peak of his power, he was capable of creating a fully functional vegetable from scratch, which could last up to five days. In short, he could create a working body from raw materials, but if it didn’t have a soul, it would just end up dying and falling to pieces.
- One week after he moved out, there were rumours of someone sneaking into the old abandoned clinic and stealing all sorts of random things, such as potted plants, the chairs, soap bars, etc. On a stakeout, the Great Witch observed good ol’ Skel sneaking in and stealing his own stuff because he couldn’t really stand the unfamiliarity of the jungle. She let him do so.
- He never liked the idea of having familiars, thinking they “cramp his style”. He’s on good terms with hyenas though.
after:
Name: Skel
Titles he gives himself: xXShinigamiXx, Dark Lord of Death Skel, Fourth Heir of the Fourth House of Death, Scythe-who-cuts-the-depths-of-Hades
Nicknames (given to him by others): Numbskull, Mad Doctor, Skull-Mask-Wearing Big Brother
Species: Shinigami (self proclaimed)
Actual Species: Witch (Doctor Witch)
Height: 164 cm (doesn’t stand up straight, 173cm when he does)
Likes: Death, Death Metal, Death theories, Death Note, Bleach, Reading up on near-death experiences, Grim Reapers, Shinigami, Necromancy, The number 4, His familiars, Medical Science
Dislikes: When people can’t see that he’s obviously a Shinigami, When they think that his skull and scythe are plastic (They ARE), People not addressing him by the appropriate title, seeing his own blood, lack of hygiene
Brief Overview: Thoroughly believes that he’s a main character of an anime. Likes to pose and talk dramatically, but drops the act when he gets mad. Delusional, egoistic ****head who believes himself to be a powerful Shinigami but has literally no necromancy skills to back it up. Naming, titles and the like are all serious business to him. No one takes him seriously at all because of his personality. Has an unusual obsession with death. Is generally friendlier and gets along quite well with his familiars, with all of them living a happy, mildly chaotic life in the “Deathcave”. Now runs a small pharmacy.
Amazing how so much and yet so little has changed, hasn’t it?
Backstory: And now, we’re back to the aftereffects of consuming that potion! As mentioned, it warped his mind subtly, yet drastically, nothing much really changed but most of his mind was just scrambled; thoughts being thrust forward or sealed away as a memory at the back of his head. His passion for furthering his medicinal magic and power had all pushed to the back of his mind, he slowly developed a disturbing interest in death, his somewhat serious attitude reverted back to his good old egoistic, delusional self, and finally, he somehow became friendlier! As more time passed, instead of spending his time productively in making actually useful inventions and becoming an even more powerful healer, he spent his time making “death potions” which were all just mixtures of poisons, looking up death-related phenomena, and overall somehow managing to act even more pathetically than before.
And it was around this time when he would encounter one of his future familiars, Swarovski, who would grudgingly put up with his increasingly insufferable and immature behaviour and through talking and scolding and attempting to “counsel” him, making the both of them a little more tolerable before re-interacting with the rest of the world. This relatively peaceful life would last until he brought up the fact that for all his craziness, Skel was capable of bringing people back from the brink of death... and his delusional mind equated this to his mastery over the boundary of life and death, and was thus, quite logically, a death god!
Yeah, don’t ask me how his brain works.
And so, in his biggest flurry of activity in several years, he bought himself everything any self-respecting death god would need: a skull to wear, the trademark scythe and of course, a long, black, hooded cloak, and moved into the Pitch-Black World. He would eventually attempt to find familiars and make Swarovski nearly burst a blood vessel after winning a bet, wander the world when he felt like it, and overall just live the peaceful and rather pathetic life he’s been living; attempting to use necromancy when his magic is the complete opposite, mess around with his familiars, etc. It’s not exactly clear if this is a better life than before.
Trivia (and what he actually does):
- The “Deathcave” (his current residence) has been partially converted into some sort of pharmacy, from which he sells his “brews of dark magic” for 10G a pop, which is how he even has the funds to pay the rent.
- He spends most of his time messing around in necromancy, such as raising skeletons and the like. It’s the complete opposite of his normal powers, so the only skeleton he’s ever raised was the plastic one hanging from a hook on the shelf.
- Has a one-sided rivalry with Suzkilli. It’s so one-sided, he isn’t even aware of Skel’s existence.
- He still wears his full doctor’s outfit under his cloak. His hat and broom are kept in a bunker somewhere. He’s not exactly all that sure why he does it, but he just remembers that it was important.
- While it seems that he’s completely forgotten the first portion of his life and that the old him is gone for good, he still has all his medical knowledge and skill somewhere at the back of his brain and the books he’s written, his interest in medical magic and scientific curiosity is suppressed but still there, he still reacts badly to being called a “Doctor Witch”. He may or may not end up getting better, if getting better refers to his current state of mind fusing with his other two and becoming an abomination of a Witch-Doctor-Shinigami who’s very serious about it and actually devotes his time to achieving it. Thank Fumus it probably won’t come to that.
Name: Yaeha
Species: Spotted Hyena
Height: 160cm
Likes: Reading, Mathematics, Chemistry, Medical science, Fresh Meat, Bones
Dislikes: Lions, Unjustified hyena stereotypes, Strenuous exercise, Being disturbed from reading, biting his tongue
Brief Overview: A book-smart introvert of a hyena. Rather disappointed by his boss, but is still loyal because he owes him. Is a pretty big shut-in who would rather stay in the den and study, a very boring person. Has about half the muscle of your average carnivore from his lack of exercise. Too bad it’s all in the neck and jaws. Prefers to go around in animal form because it makes him look smarter. Wears prescription glasses. Has a bite strength of 190.
Backstory: If you know more than most about hyenas, you’ll know what I mean when I say that hyena births are rather… complicated and painful. And thus, it was expected that his pack went into somewhat of a panic when he was coming out in a rather bad position, as it was putting himself, his mother (the alpha female) and the other unborn hyena pups at a huge risk. Luckily, it just so happened that a powerful doctor witch was in the vicinity collecting herbs, and with the help of some spells and medicine, he and his siblings all got out safely, and his mother was safe. As a result, he was raised with stories of how a mysterious witch doctor had saved the lives of the alpha female of the pack and her children, and as one of the main characters of this tale, he began to hero-worship this doctor he had never met, and aspired to be just like him.
And so, he quit most of his pack hunting, and began studying in an effort to eventually get into a good medical school, where he would train to be a top-notch doctor. While his pack didn’t really approve of this (a pack of traditional hunter-gatherer-scavengers needs all the help it can get), nevertheless, since they knew his motivations, they supported him such as by letting him study during guard duty, pooling their resources to buy textbooks etc and to cut a long and boring story about supportive families and schooling short, he did pretty well, and graduated!
Then came the realisation that his chosen occupation basically equated to wandering around and offering full heals of HP and MP for approximately 10G per service (it was either that or more boring lab/pharmacy work). While he was helping others, it was somewhat… unfulfilling to say the least, since those who came by were usually overleveled as heck and didn’t exactly need the healing most of the time. And it was boring. Really boring. Sitting in the most remote of places for hours on end waiting for travellers tends to get lonely and boring, wouldn’t you agree? On one fine day, he came across an advertisement recruiting familiars stuck to an old abandoned clinic, and to his surprise, on the ad was a picture of a strangely familiar man in a mask, holding a plastic scythe, going by the name of Skel. Knowing by his gut that this was the man who he had looked up to his entire life, he recited the portal spell on the ad, and teleported to the recruitment venue, landing in front of some guy in a plastic skull mask with a happily smug grin on whatever part of his face was visible and a young lady who was staring at him with a mixture of utter disbelief and either rage or exasperation. Next thing he knew there was an angry black swan flapping about, pecking and honking, and that was the beginning of the day he would find out that the kind, helpful and benevolent witch doctor was pretty much a lie, and the new life as the familiar to a delusional, egoistic, pathetic loser would begin.
No, sitting around in a pharmacy isn’t boring or unfulfilling this time, his colleagues and boss are quirky enough, there’s a bunch of interesting research notes to read, and he gets to make his pack proud by working with what is essentially their patron saint and sending home a good portion of his salary.
Trivia:
Species: Spotted Hyena
Height: 160cm
Likes: Reading, Mathematics, Chemistry, Medical science, Fresh Meat, Bones
Dislikes: Lions, Unjustified hyena stereotypes, Strenuous exercise, Being disturbed from reading, biting his tongue
Brief Overview: A book-smart introvert of a hyena. Rather disappointed by his boss, but is still loyal because he owes him. Is a pretty big shut-in who would rather stay in the den and study, a very boring person. Has about half the muscle of your average carnivore from his lack of exercise. Too bad it’s all in the neck and jaws. Prefers to go around in animal form because it makes him look smarter. Wears prescription glasses. Has a bite strength of 190.
Backstory: If you know more than most about hyenas, you’ll know what I mean when I say that hyena births are rather… complicated and painful. And thus, it was expected that his pack went into somewhat of a panic when he was coming out in a rather bad position, as it was putting himself, his mother (the alpha female) and the other unborn hyena pups at a huge risk. Luckily, it just so happened that a powerful doctor witch was in the vicinity collecting herbs, and with the help of some spells and medicine, he and his siblings all got out safely, and his mother was safe. As a result, he was raised with stories of how a mysterious witch doctor had saved the lives of the alpha female of the pack and her children, and as one of the main characters of this tale, he began to hero-worship this doctor he had never met, and aspired to be just like him.
And so, he quit most of his pack hunting, and began studying in an effort to eventually get into a good medical school, where he would train to be a top-notch doctor. While his pack didn’t really approve of this (a pack of traditional hunter-gatherer-scavengers needs all the help it can get), nevertheless, since they knew his motivations, they supported him such as by letting him study during guard duty, pooling their resources to buy textbooks etc and to cut a long and boring story about supportive families and schooling short, he did pretty well, and graduated!
Then came the realisation that his chosen occupation basically equated to wandering around and offering full heals of HP and MP for approximately 10G per service (it was either that or more boring lab/pharmacy work). While he was helping others, it was somewhat… unfulfilling to say the least, since those who came by were usually overleveled as heck and didn’t exactly need the healing most of the time. And it was boring. Really boring. Sitting in the most remote of places for hours on end waiting for travellers tends to get lonely and boring, wouldn’t you agree? On one fine day, he came across an advertisement recruiting familiars stuck to an old abandoned clinic, and to his surprise, on the ad was a picture of a strangely familiar man in a mask, holding a plastic scythe, going by the name of Skel. Knowing by his gut that this was the man who he had looked up to his entire life, he recited the portal spell on the ad, and teleported to the recruitment venue, landing in front of some guy in a plastic skull mask with a happily smug grin on whatever part of his face was visible and a young lady who was staring at him with a mixture of utter disbelief and either rage or exasperation. Next thing he knew there was an angry black swan flapping about, pecking and honking, and that was the beginning of the day he would find out that the kind, helpful and benevolent witch doctor was pretty much a lie, and the new life as the familiar to a delusional, egoistic, pathetic loser would begin.
No, sitting around in a pharmacy isn’t boring or unfulfilling this time, his colleagues and boss are quirky enough, there’s a bunch of interesting research notes to read, and he gets to make his pack proud by working with what is essentially their patron saint and sending home a good portion of his salary.
Trivia:
- Was really, REALLY disappointed after his first actual meeting with his new boss; Skel had already gone off the deep end by then and was even more insufferable after having won his bet, but still decided to stay since there was always the chance he would pleasantly surprise him. Still hasn’t happened.
- His pack is rather superstitious and puts a lot of faith in the power of magic, spells and good-luck charms, and near-worships Skel (they don’t know how far off the deep end he’s gone). Nevertheless, they’re a nice bunch who get along well with each other and get a bad rep for scavenging. He has four sisters and a brother.
- He sends half his pay back to his pack, along with letters and postcards most of the time. Doesn’t have the heart to tell them what the “wise and benevolent” witch doctor has become.
- As mentioned earlier, he prefers to stay in hyena form since it makes him look smarter; after all, what looks more impressive, a freckly skinny youth poring over a book on medicine or a hyena in glasses doing the same thing? Also, he tends to bite his tongue less in that form.
- Gets along well enough with his fellow familiars, he got along with Swarovski despite their first meeting by generally being the most well-behaved of the group, and Mukuro knows him as the big, cute doggie. He doesn’t particularly mind.
- While he doesn’t like going out much (he’d rather stay in the cave and read his boss’ old notes), Swarovski forces him and the rest of the group to go out walking once in a while for their health.
- His laugh is surprisingly less creepy than Swarvoski’s.
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Amissapanda
Manda Panda
Your art is great! : ) I love the style. Could I request my mayor with Marshal? Or just the mayor is fine, too!
Reference(s):
If not clear from the pictures, her eyes are a blue-green.
Reference image by XCrain.
Reference image by Allison.
Character blurb: Melody Rose is the kind of mayor that has trouble saying "no". She does everything that she can for the town of Mirage and its villagers and often gets suckered into buying over-priced things from the residents or fake paintings, etc. But she doesn't hold it against them. In the end, she still feels that she's doing them a favor and is happy to befriend them in any way possible.
Melody's passion is dressing up. She likes to wear a lot of different outfits and costumes, especially ones that follow themes. One day she may dress like a princess, the next, like a milkmaid or a mermaid, etc. "Variety is the spice of life" is something that she lives by. She's a fan of colorful things and has a very creative mind that she likes to work into doing things like flower pictures and patterns in the town.
On the other side of things, Melody is not an early riser and can often get behind with things and sometimes disappoint residents when she forgets things that she promised them due to taking on too many requests at once. She has issues with running late, being forgetful, and just taking too much on her shoulders at once. She's also very easily embarrassed and highly gullible. But it generally doesn't ruin her sunny disposition. One problem results in her trying even harder, be it to make something up to a villager or coming through with something like a project she has fallen behind on.
Thanks so much for offering these, regardless! Your art is very cute.
Reference(s):
If not clear from the pictures, her eyes are a blue-green.
Reference image by XCrain.
Reference image by Allison.
Character blurb: Melody Rose is the kind of mayor that has trouble saying "no". She does everything that she can for the town of Mirage and its villagers and often gets suckered into buying over-priced things from the residents or fake paintings, etc. But she doesn't hold it against them. In the end, she still feels that she's doing them a favor and is happy to befriend them in any way possible.
Melody's passion is dressing up. She likes to wear a lot of different outfits and costumes, especially ones that follow themes. One day she may dress like a princess, the next, like a milkmaid or a mermaid, etc. "Variety is the spice of life" is something that she lives by. She's a fan of colorful things and has a very creative mind that she likes to work into doing things like flower pictures and patterns in the town.
On the other side of things, Melody is not an early riser and can often get behind with things and sometimes disappoint residents when she forgets things that she promised them due to taking on too many requests at once. She has issues with running late, being forgetful, and just taking too much on her shoulders at once. She's also very easily embarrassed and highly gullible. But it generally doesn't ruin her sunny disposition. One problem results in her trying even harder, be it to make something up to a villager or coming through with something like a project she has fallen behind on.
Thanks so much for offering these, regardless! Your art is very cute.
Chiisanacx
Senior Member
Oh yeah and could you draw my mayor the way you drew emmatheweirdo's?
Shirohibiki
it's a beautiful bikini bottom day!
ah wow~ your art is wonderful! if youre still taking requests, id love it if you drew my OC bridgette -- her ref is here: http://www.belltreeforums.com/showt...t-Thread-(draw-my-OCs-and-I-love-you-forever)
thank you so, so much if you do it!! loving what im seeing so far, definitely <3
thank you so, so much if you do it!! loving what im seeing so far, definitely <3
queertactics
Senior Member
YOU DREW THE BADGE WALRUS! OH MY GOD!! ! !! he looks so cool!~ the soft version is sO CUTE OMG
THANK YOU!!!!!
THANK YOU!!!!!
