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page has three images the same size, a proceeding riverscape. the pov is as if you were traversing down the river with each. on the left bank are steep, rocky, rose-colored cliffs. on the right, similarly steep green hills studded with large black stones transition into more cliffs, the rock blue-black and volcanic. the sky is a bright, almost painful deep blue, with large white clouds. narrator: running east to west southwest, the Suneater River winds through a serpentine canyon that splits the lower section of Hound Flats and makes up the primary territory claimed by Torrentclan. narrator: the river goes underground somewhat further west and south, through the gaping hallowed terminus known as The Maw. a small white shape is taking form on the right bank as you grow closer. it looks like a cat. narrator: generations ago The Maw was watched by Hollowclan, but when the river shifted course the clans unanimously agreed it should fall under Torrentclan's oversight.
sandsight (solid white and yellow molly with brown eyes) turns and looks up. otterstar (a slinky bluegreen spotted tom with bright glowing starry eyes) stands above her on a branch. the new star-shaped scar on his forehead is also alight with starclan light. otterstar: I have walked among the honored dead–those who rest in the light of The Dancer. otterstar: They granted a boon, and a blessed message to deliver hence: otterstar, closing his eyes: "Outside these walls, all is lost to us. As for Torrentclan…" we see his back as he looks over the hollow, Sandsight crouched below him and Hollyhockstorm and Puddlepaw (speckled red molly with one white ear and speckled silver tom) still in the entrance covered in blood. otterstar, final, emotionless: "we are all who remain."
ashbuzz (a tall silver molly with bronze eyes and stars in her pelt) speaks to otterbriar (a slinky bluegreen spotted tom with yellow eyes, supersaturated) in a series of images. her speech bubbles are dark, with silver outlines. ashbuzz: cat skull, open mouth full of teeth, broken stars otterbriar, unsure: no. theycan't be. it takes a day just to get there they can't have- ashbuzz, annoyed, in a flurry all at once: cat skull, pile of skulls, large pile of skulls. claw-split eye. many frothing teeth in darkness. the sun and a hare, connected by a river of blood. a broken song. the full moon. otterbriar, terrified, puffed up huge: slow down, i can't understand what you're…what? ashbuzz leans forward, neck stretching a bit longer than possible, and touches her nose to his. a bright star appears above his forehead. otterbriar blinks back a brilliant light that pools in his eyes and mouth, a small star on his forehead. suddenly he's rushed by a rainbow of 9 spectral cats, flooding into his head, and he howls in pain, white light glowing from his mouth and markings. when they subside, he opens bright white eyes, expressionless, a large glowing star hanging right over his forehead.
stormpaw (a large fluffy grey tomcat) and shadepaw (a sleek charcoal bengal molly) narrating: my mentor says we set ourselves apart as a clan with one simple rule: [split panel, shalehoney (a pale gold molly) and hollyhockstorm (a speckled red molly with one white ear), simultaneously] shalehoney: blood for blood. if we lose a fight, we all lose it. every last one. hollyhockstorm: don't fuck with us. if you bite we'll bite back, no matter the consequences. narration: it started as a weapon, a reputation carefully crafted to deter even the larger clans. [the deputy rattles off names, hollyhock, falls, sun, stone, ripple, and departs with a large group of cats] narration: 'win or lose you'll be wading in blood. back off. we're more trouble than we're worth.' narration: we who remained behind that day, we knew we weren't being spared. [stormpaw and shadepaw look on, him impassive, her sharp] narration: a fight had been started, and win or lose all our paths inevitably ended in that gaping maw. [shadepaw and stormpaw stand together and watch the rescue party head out, focusing on puddlepaw vanishing into the distance down the shallow green riverbed of a starkly lit slot canyon]
hades 2 comic Melinoe dies to Uh Oh the rat and returns to shadow. eating chips and watching from the pitch black stone like it's daytime television is Chaos. Chaos: small variances in your actions led to this. for example: Melinoe looks curious Chaos: if you had dodged right there you wouldn't have failed the trial. Melinoe is unable to hide a grimace of disgust and irritation, but with the miserable fortitude of a top chef contestant accepting criticism says "thank you, Almighty Chaos." Chaos, who is looking into the bag for another chip, says "do not respond."
ashe fire emblem holds up what looks like a card and says "this isn't even weed. it's just a single laminated leaf of chamomile that says 'sorry we made you kill your dead heart emoji'" byleth also seems to think this was maybe a gift given in poor taste
rhea, sparkling, reminiscent of satoru gojo: my child rhea: two of those under your care, their vibes are bad. their vibes are rancid, my child, and its affecting my work. rhea: mommy has a stress-induced tension headache caused purely by foul child aura byleth: … rhea: so i’ve put together some special high potency hash from my own personal stash. i will PAY you to deliver it. byleth holds up a plant that looks like chamomile, box pops up and reads you received calming herbs
sketchy drawing of a golden wyvern smiling wide
tarot card design of the tower. in the foreground a half elf sleeps uneasily, clutching a necklace with a yellow rabbit. behind them a figure falls through rainbow flames, framed by two massive hands with strange angles and extra fingers
a full dnd party spread on either side of white haired light-skinned woman, yulie, a lich who controls them. they're all wearing black, white, emerald green and bronze of some flavor.
a loose drawing of an old firbolg woman sitting at a fire, with a a tabaxi kid in the background as she mends her pants. the two are portrayed in portraits on either side, using red and blue. the tabaxi has scarlet pimpernels, the firbolg has forget me nots.
artfight profile. team seafoam, username: bramblebrine. i do revenge and friendly fire. characters include human, anthro, and mech.
a towering man with broad shoulders completely covered in golden armor in a mixed scifi and fantasy style. he holds a giant flaming hammer in one hand.
different style purple mask designs for the scourge. full versions are smiling, some have hands grasping the head
loose paper cut out style design of the scourge of kingswall. they're a half elf with medium-tone skin and wild, poorly dyed green hair, wearing rainbow-striped robes and a cruel half smile. to be honest the smile just looks kinda cute so you'll have to trust me on that one it is ill intentioned.
jujutsu kaisen's todo spreads his arms, one of which is bandaged, and yells "brother!! check this out!" he rips off the bandages dramatically to reveal a gun glued to one arm. yuuji jjk says "this will help beat sukuna?" "yes," todo says. "toji did it once."
jujutsu kaisen's todo spreads his arms, one of which is bandaged, and yells "brother!! check this out!" he rips off the bandages dramatically to reveal a kendama glued to one arm. yuuji jjk says "this will help beat sukuna?" "no," todo says. "but it is sick."
full body outfit reference for helsig, a tall woman with light-toned skin, broad shoulders, and light brown hair. she's wearing a white fur hood over a blue tunic and loose pants, cinched by an ornately woven belt.
two simple, stylized frogs hold hands on a lilypad in the early morning golden hour. one dangles its feet in the water. here's a secret, dear reader/listener. they are in love.
a solemn portrait of shoal, a young woman with light-toned skin covered in freckles and long brown hair in two thick, childish braids framing her face. her eyes are a pale green, and she looks distraught. there's also a second version with just the lineart.
a background design depicting a wall of messy, colorful flames. they seem to be reflected on a water-like surface. there are three versions, each getting progressively dimmer.
bust shot of a lanky grinning half elf child with medium-toned skin on a background of black and stars. his hair is bright white and multicolored flame, sprinkled with lopsided childlike stars and sparkles in different colors. one eye is a bright blue burst of light, the other is pink with a star shaped pupil.
a character exploration sketchpage showing a halfling with medium-toned brown skin, orange eyes, and orange hair. they have ears and a tail, and light fur on their hands and nose. they're wearing a white blouse, black skirt, and have a cloak that looks like monarch butterfly wings. they look like a little shit who only does devious mischief.
byleth holds out a single hand toward felix in a halting motion, like one might use on a charging ostrich. felix throws up his arms in frustration and appears to be yelling.
comic depicting yuri leclerc and byleth from fire emblem three houses. yuri threatens to kill byleth, and byleth doesn't react, instead pulling out a small notebook and starting to write. yuri wants to see, and finally peers over his shoulder. byleth is adding yuri's name to a page titled "weekly death threats" with tally marks by various student's names. hilda, hubert, and felix are visible. there is a column titled "incident report filed" and the only name with a box checked is hilda. yuri is shocked by the sheer number amassed in one week.
chest up sketch of marcie walker
waist up sketches of young dl walker in her 1920s outfit with and without her grey hat
comic featuring zagreus and dionysus from supergiant's hades. zag, bloody, finds a boon of dionysus and expresses relief, asking if dionysus has any healing for him, as he just fought asterius. dionysus appears and says he didn't really pack anything this time, but to "check out how hard i can make this guy dissociate". he screws up his face, puts his fingers to his temples, and the soul pops out of an enemy nearby uneventfully. zag, slumped further says "im DYING dionysus." dionysus cannot hear. he is too busy dabbing.
persona 4's yosuke (who sucks ass btw) holds out a small candy to the protagonist, stance cocky. he tells them "i've heard these are pretty good". the protagonist, face blank, accepts the gift while text appears reading "yosuke gave you a cough drop"
reference sheet for rook, an elden ring player character with grey skin and hair, wearing a fancy version of the traditional blue and gold stars wizard attire (preceptor set). his inventory includes a massive tome.
portrait of rook, a nightfolk from elden ring with mid-toned grey skin, greying hair, and tired eyes. a scar trails from forehead to cheek, cutting through his left eye, which looks to be either severely cataracted or fake
portrait of jules, a light-skinned man with pale silver hair and wine colored eyes. he wears gascoigne's scarf, and someone or something tore the shit out of his left ear
seven paper cut-out style character designs. they feature a dwarven cleric in gold plate with a red beard, a human paladin in white and gold plate, an earth genasi in jagged half plate with a scarlet cloak, a human warlock in stark black with a white lace cowl, a tiefling monk in a forest colored cloak, a flashy half elf sorcerer in a red vest, and a selkie wizard wearing boat cut grey robes.
two images, one titled "what you think we do in suppositions and speculations" that shows many cryptid like creatures seated at a table, referencing a famous painting of the last supper. they appear to be having civil discourse. the second, titled "what we actually do", shows "the hedge", a joke name for one of the creators (steve shell). a small cryptid is in front of him chewing a severed arm that reads "bartholomew is the witch queen". the hedge asks "what do you have in your mouth? no." then sprays them with a garden hose while they hiss.
movie-poster style bust shot of rosemary mccoy, a light-skinned woman with pulled back curly brown hair. half of her face is twisted, monstrous, and splashed with blood, three or four rows of teeth splitting her cheek and her eye glowing red. the other half wears a pleasant neutral expression. text reads "old gods of appalachia, black mouthed dog. if something calls your name from the woods...no it didn't."
benimaru from fire force stands on a broom, leaning heavily forward. flame billows behind him as he takes off. it looks cool but he is riding a flaming broom like some kind of skateboard.
a comic juxtaposing the ways destiny 2's drifter, lord shaxx, and saint-14 view pvp. the drifter skulks about, letting the guardian know they can do a kill in his game, while shaxx bellows "come kill some fucking guardians! we've got slashing, stabbing, burning, freezing and more!". in the last panel saint says "ah gaurdian, murder is such a harsh word. osiris and i prefer 'teambuilding'."
loose traced drawings of a template d2 exo frame. includes side and front images as well as a variety of torso poses and some broken pieces
portrait of a black and red robotic exo frame. a jagged, comet-shaped scar trails from above his right eye to the crown of his head, revealing circuitry within