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Bro unpopular opinion but for some reason I truly cannot stand Neighthan Rot as a character or a design like, why did they do this?

I'm curious, do unicorns have a humanoid version in Monster High universe or is Neighthan's family like that?

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Hi, as some of you know I’ve been writing 21st Century Cyclops on Wattpad (currently 5 chapters). I was wondering if any manga artists would like to work with me to illustrate it! I would provide the script/story, and the artist could interpret it. It’s something I’d like to try and get published. If anyone is interested pleeeeassseee just DM me! I can draw but not well enough to make a manga. I have character design concepts and stuff, but drawing stuff in action is not my thing! Thanks friends!

Title: 21st Century Cyclops (could change)

Genre: Sci-fi, fantasy, action, romance

Current Cast of Characters:

Helle Brand - Cyclops

Connie - Half-giant

Miles - half-giant

Rhian - Troll

Orion - Elf

Hina - Fairy

General Sakura Marshall - human

Ryder - Troll

Aerglo - Alien

Akira - Half-giant

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Maki flexing the “Twin Cobras” at the Oze family dinner table.

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Shimoneta: A Boring World Where the Concept of Dirty Jokes Doesn’t Exist is such an underrated anime. Ayame Kajou is hilarious and deserves more hype. I decided to do this graphic of her!

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Chapter 3 of 21st Century Cyclops is now on Wattpad! Please go give it a read! Big things (hopefully) in store for this story!

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So I’m like obsessed with Deadman Wonderland. Ordered the first 7 volumes of the manga, and finished the first volume in a couple of hours! But for whatever reason, Shiro reminds of Zero Two,,,like they’re really not similar they just remind me of one another! But since they’re two of my favorite anime girls, I decided to draw them cosplaying one another!

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Helle cosplaying as Zero Two

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Character Profile

Name: Connie Lange

Age: 19

Species: Half-Giant (50% human, 50% Giant)

Background: Connie attends Bogsworth University alongside her twin brother, Miles. Connie is enlisted to the special team tasked with handling The Different.

Major: Unlike her fashion major brother, Connie is an engineering major.

Height: 7’5”, but has an affinity for heels, so 7’8” most of the time.

Weight: 315 lbs

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First Day of Training - Part 1

Read on Wattpad! https://my.w.tt/k2JLTaHkUbb

Helle woke up groggily, and stepped into the hall to see the others standing outside their doors as well. They all glanced around at one another, wondering if this was real. They were all pulled from their beds late last night, and brought to a government facility. They were told that they were handpicked for a top secret mission to protect the world from alien life that touched down on Mil. Yesterday, they were regular, everyday civilians. Today, they are beginning their journey to becoming the government's most valuable weapons.

"What do you think they'll have us do?" Hina addressed the question to nobody in particular. Helle hoped things wouldn't always be like this for them. Whenever someone spoke, it was like they were speaking to themselves, but hoping for someone else to answer. It was awkward and aloof. Normally, people their age could just hit it off and it could seem like they'd been friends for years within hours. Maybe it was just the fact that reality hadn't set in for anyone yet. It was like they were all sharing some strange, hazy dream.

"I'd be lying if I said I had even the slightest idea." Orion said, staring hard at the white floor. They flicked their eyes up towards the others and then back down, "Probably a lot of physical training, though, if I had to guess."

"We don't even really know what we're training for." Connie spoke in a rather sharp tone, rolling her eyes as she spoke, "I mean, I'm sure they'll brief us on all this stuff, but I'm not buying their reasons for picking us."

"I have a feeling a lot around here is on a need-to-know basis." Helle looked at the half-giants, and for the first time realized they looked remarkably similar. They both had the same light pink skin, with bright green hair.

Miles noticed Helle looking intently at the two. "We're twins." He muttered.

"Oh!" Helle looked down, a little embarrassed she'd just been staring at them, "At least the two of you have someone you know here."

"We're all gonna have someone we know here." Miles said, "From this moment forward, we are a team."

Footsteps came down the hall, and the five looked in the sound's direction. General Marshall was human, which was surprising, considering her status in the government and military. Humans weren't uncommon, but they were weaker, and lacked any sort of magical power, so they weren't common in the military or leadership positions. Despite that, it was clear General Marshall ruled with an iron fist, and had the utmost respect of those around her. Her hair was pulled into a tight bun, making her brows and cheekbones appear sharper. She had on a pair of black athletic pants and a black long-sleeved shirt. Behind her, two men, one of the half-giants from before, and a troll, followed closely behind, carrying what looked like black stacks of clothes.

"Great, you're all awake." Her voice was commanding. It was no wonder people followed her orders. "Let's get started with some routine and formality. When you stay the night here, I expect you be standing up straight, outside your door, in your training gear, each morning. You will stand at attention until I say so."

They looked around at one another nervously. General Marshall's calloused tone had them snapping back into reality.

"These are your training uniforms. Gentlemen." General Marshall nodded towards the team, and the two men passed out the black uniforms.

Helle ran her finger over the fabric lightly. It had to be some synthetic material. It was smooth but clearly strong, yet still stretchy and breathable.

"We'll provide more of them, but these will be what I expect you to already be wearing when I see you in the morning. With that said, go change. You have five minutes."

Each of them ducked into their rooms and put on the uniforms. Helle slid off the white pajamas and threw them onto the bed. She started with the leggings. They were cool against her skin, and didn't feel like any fabric she'd felt before. The shirt was the same, and the black tennis shoes given to them to accompany the outfit were slim and sleek. She stepped back out into the hallway. Miles and Orion were already there.

After Hina and Connie stepped out of their rooms, General Marshall escorted the bunch into a cafeteria, and they ate breakfast. They finished quickly, and General Marshall led them to a room that resembled a lab. On a gray, steel table, there were small items laid out. They were smooth, and nearly egg-shaped. The middle was a bit raised, and it almost seemed like a button. Two were silver, one was a blue so deep it was nearly black, one was a dark green, and the other was white.

"These are the Trinkets. They were tailored to each of you, specifically. You won't be using them today, but you will be very soon." General Marshall went into further detail, "They don't look like much now, but they will take whatever form you choose for them, and will be able to change on your command in battle. You are the only ones that can use them."

"Why?" Miles asked, eyeing the Trinkets.

"They were designed only for you." General Marshall didn't offer any more explanation, and instead began leading them out of the lab. They went through a couple corridors, and entered a massive room, filled with gym equipment and other interesting training equipment. "We'll start with an hour of light running, then move into hand-to-hand combat training, then some strength training, and end with another hour of running for today."

The group lined up along the track that was in this massive room, and began running on General Marshall's count. Nobody was running at their top speed, which was fine because they weren't meant to. The entire group seemed to be quite athletic, although it quickly seemed to become a competition between Connie and Miles who could stay at the front of the group. They weren't necessarily more fit than the others, they just had a huge advantage when it came to leg length, since they were both well over 7 feet tall. Still, the group was pretty close together. Orion was right on Helle's heels, who happened to be right on Miles' heels, who was Connie's. Hina was only a couple steps behind Orion. Helle's legs began to burn a bit, but she pushed herself to keep going, and to at least stay ahead of the two shorter members of the group. She'd never considered herself overly competitive, but Connie and Miles' competitive spirit seemed to rub off on everyone.

"How you doing slowpokes?" Miles smirked, briefly turning his head to look at the people behind him.

"You're the slowpoke!" Connie said, pulling a few more steps ahead of Miles. He growled and turned back to look ahead of him, trying to catch his sister.

"You two do know you're literally two feet taller than Hina and I, and we're only a few steps behind you?" Orion laughed.

General Marshall blew a whistle, signifying the group was free to stop running. "Very good! I'm glad to see you all seem to have good speed and stamina, although there's room for improvement. Grab a drink of water. Hand-to-hand combat is next, which I have a feeling you'll all need some extensive work on."

Helle took a couple drinks of water and quickly stretched out.

"Since there is an odd number of you, one of you will be paired with me. Hina and Miles-"

Hina and Miles? She's so small! He's literally more than 2 feet taller than her! How can General Marshall expect anything good to come from a pairing like that? Helle thought, looking at the two in bewilderment.

"Orion and Connie, and Helle, you'll be with me for the first part of this training. I'm going to show you different techniques, both offensive and defensive. Pay close attention." General Marshall would be using Helle to demonstrate, which seemed less than desirable to Helle. She may be bigger than General Marshall, but as far as Helle was concerned, General Marshall was the scariest, strongest, and most intense woman out there.

She would demonstrate a move, then have them practice it with their partners a few times. She demonstrated at least 50 moves. Helle thought this was becoming more tiring than running for an hour straight.

"Now, one at a time, I'd like you to fight your opponent for real, whilst I observe, so we can find your natural strengths and weaknesses in battle." General Marshall had a devious look in her eyes. Perhaps she'd actually enjoy this.

Wait a second... Does this mean...I'll have to fight General Marshal!? Helle went as pale as a cyclops good.

"Orion and Connie, you're up first. Get up there and show me what you've got!" General Marshall pointed at the ring, and Helle could almost swear she smiled for a second. Yeah, she was definitely going to enjoy this.

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Character Profile

Name: Orion

Gender: Non-binary

Species: Elf

Age: 21

Role: Supporting Main Character

Background: Orion is a barista by day and a bartender by night. They were enlisted into the same team as Helle, meant to fight the different.

Height: 5’7”

Approximate Weight: 135lbs

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Character Profile:

Name: Miles Lange

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Species: Half-Giant (50% Human, 50% Giant)

Role: Supporting main character, protagonist

Background: Miles is a 19 year old giant, attending Bogsworth University. His twin sister is Connie Lange, who he is 3 minutes older than. He, along with his sister, were enlisted into the government team tasked with handling The Different.

Major: Fashion

Height: 7’7.5”

Approximate Weight: 320lbs

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Character Profile:

Name: Helle Brand

Age: 18 (currently)

Gender: Female

Species: Cyclips OOP

Role: Main Character/Protagonist/Titular Character

Background: Helle is a freshman in college at Woodlands University. She’s a graphic design major. Helle lives on the planet Mil, which is occupied by lots of different species: Giants, humans, Cyclops, Elves, Fairies, and Half-Giants.

Height: 6’8”

Approximate Weight: 240lbs

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21st Century Cyclops - Pilot

Author’s Note: I decided to begin writing Helle’s story. I hope you all enjoy the first chapter! If you like shows like Darling in the Franxx, Tokyo Ghoul, My Hero Academia, or Fairytail, I think you’ll enjoy where 21st Century Cyclops is headed!

There's three harsh, short raps on the door. Helle wakes up groggily, and clicks her phone next to her bed.

3:37 AM....what could anyone possibly want right now? Maybe I dreamt it?

Helle begins to lay her head back onto her pillow, but 3 more aggressive knocks sound against the door. Helle gets up with the lights still off, and throws on the pair of shorts next to her bed. She looks into the peephole to see who's knocking. There's 3 men in suits with dark, black sunglasses.

That's weird. Is it someone from the school?

Helle opens the door reluctantly, the cold of the handle startling against her fingers.

"Can I help you?" She surveys the men carefully, although her head is still groggy from just rolling out of bed - A troll, an elf, and a half-giant.

What could they want with me?

"Are you Helle Brand?" The troll asked sternly.

Helle shifted from foot to foot uncomfortably, "Yeah."

"We're from the Mil Government Secret Military Units." The troll explained, "And we'd like to have a word with you."

Helle's eye widened, and she looked at the men dumbfounded. "The what?"

"Please, come with us." The troll gestured towards the hallway. Helle wasn't sure if she should go. They hadn't shown any identification, and how could she even verify something like "Mil Government Secret Military Unit" IDs as legit? Helle felt wide awake now.

"Can I see some ID or something?" Helle asked, still very skeptical of the men. They each pulled out IDs, which sure enough said what they claimed to be. She examined one of the IDs closely. She found the official seal of the president. It was only used on a handful of documents, and it looked shockingly real.

"Let me grab my coat." Helle shut the door and turned her light on. She grabbed a jacket and put her keys that had a pink canister of pepper spray on it. She turned and opened the door, and flicked her light off.

"Ready to go, Ms. Brand?" The troll, still the only one to talk up to this point, asked.

"Yeah." Helle followed them out, still weary of the situation, but worried about what would happen if she evaded the government. She got in a very nice, very new looking black SUV, along with the three men. She didn't really know where they were taking her, and they were relatively silent. After about 5 minutes, Helle spoke up.

"Can I know what's going on now?"

This time, the half-giant answered. "An unknown entity has touched base on Mil. We have reason to believe they are hostile, and we are building a team to combat them."

Helle scoffed, "This is some sort of joke, that's ridiculous!"

"It's not," The half-giant pulled out a tablet, and went to a folder of documents, then proceeded to pull up a video, "Here, take a look for yourself."

The video showed a weird, pod-like vehicle. A door opened, and strange, shadowy beings stepped out. They said something, but it was in an indiscernible language. Still, it seemed to insane to be true.

"Okay, why would you even want me? I'm just a college student." Helle handed the tablet back, and had her other hand firmly in her pocket, gripped to her pepper spray.

"Cyclops are rare nowadays," the Half-Giant stated, "And your natural athletic abilities, as well as heightened strength and resilience make you a much needed component for this team."

"But I don't fight! Just because my species has some natural tendencies, doesn't mean I'm cut out for a job like this!"

"You'll learn. You were specifically chosen." The half-giant said, rather finally.

They drove for maybe an hour, and finally pulled up to a building hidden in the woods. It was more of a facility, and not so much a building. Somehow, such a facility made Helle more sure that these guys were legitimate. They led her inside, swiping a key card at the door. They sat her down in a sterile, white room, with a couple other people her age. She looked around. They all looked as scared and confused as she felt. She scanned each of them - two half-giants, a girl and a guy, a fairy, and an elf. Helle sat down among them.

"So, do you guys know what's going on?" Helle asked, as the silence was too nervewracking.

"Probably nothing more than you." The female Half-Giant said.

The half-giants were the only two as tall as Helle in the group. They were probably both around 7'5" - 7'8", and Helle was about 6'8". The elf was probably around 5'7", and the fairy couldn't be anymore than 5'0".

"What're your names?" The fairy looked around at everyone.

"Miles." The male half-giant answered.

"Connie." The female half-giant said.

"I'm Orion." The elf gave a weak half-smile.

"Helle. And what about you?"

"Hina." The fairy responded.

The group just sat in silence, waiting for the men in black to return and give them more information. Helle yawned, and then the elf yawned as well. The adrenaline was probably wearing off for everyone. It had to be around 5 AM. Luckily, it was a Friday night, so at least Helle didn't have to wake up for classes in the morning.

Can "The Different" really be real? Helle thought. Am I really being recruited into a military squad to try and defeat some mysterious enemy?

A woman in a commander's uniform opened the door, and looked at the group before her.

"I'm General Sakura Marshall. I'm sure you're all very confused right now." She said. The group just looked up at her with wide eyes. She didn't wait for any verbal responses, and continued speaking, "An entity has touched base, not far from here. We have dubbed them "The Different" for organizational purposes. We hope that the general population will never know of these beings, and that's where you five come in. Each of you was selected based on a variety of merits. Intelligence, athletic ability, strength, speed, and magical capability. Based on our calculations, and excluding any training you've ever had, we have concluded that you five are the most physically capable to take on the enemy, and to yield the Trinkets, weapons with extraordinary power that we are tailoring to each of you. You will begin training tomorrow morning, so you're welcome to sleep here tonight. You-"

"I'm sorry, General Marshall, but, I have a life. I'm in college. I want to have a career." Helle said, irritation in her voice.

"Are you expecting us to just quit our lives?" Miles asked.

"No, no, of course not." General Marshall waved her hand dismissively, "This mission's success relies on secrecy. You will begin with training in the evenings on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and remain here from Friday evening to Sunday morning every other weekend. Other than that, you'll carry on life as usual. The Different has been completely dormant, so until they begin showing signs of activity, your presence isn't constantly needed. However, it's possible we will find ourselves in an all out war. If that happens, we expect your full dedication. Until then, we need you to live your lives as normal. We will provide training garments for you, and set up rooms here for you, since you'll be spending nights here every once in awhile."

"None of us have agreed to this!" Orion furrowed their brows. "What makes you think we will?"

"Our hope is that you will see why we are in need of the five of you, Orion." General Marshall handed folders to everyone, "Please, look through these folders. We need you. This is an official plea for your aid."

The group read through them carefully, and there was the sound of nothing but shifting papers for several minutes.

Connie sighed, "I'm in."

"Me too." Orion followed.

"Something tells me our lives are about to drastically change." Miles laughed, although it came out as hollow.

Hina and Helle glanced at one another, still unsure of the situation. It still all seemed so impossible, like they would wake up any moment.

"Let's do this." Helle said, but instead of sounding inspiring and excited, it only sounded defeated.

"Yeah." Hina said meekly.

"We thank you." General Marshall bowed her head, "Please, let us show you to your rooms. Because we picked you up so late in the night, we won't wake you until around 10 AM. After that, be ready to begin your training."

Men in black showed the group to their rooms. Helle was surprised by how large the room was. There was a large, king-sized bed, with white bedding. If Helle turned off the lights, she could pretend she was sleeping in a hotel, and not a government facility. She slipped on the pajamas the facility provided, and climbed into the giant white bed.

My life is never going to be the same. Was the last thing Helle thought before drifting off to sleep.

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should I make comics for Helle? I love drawing her, but I’ve never done comics/comic/manga style before. I’ve been throwing around some ideas for her story and stuff. Leave some tips and thoughts please! 💓

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“I’ve something that I’ve always wanted to say. King….I always have and always will love you. Do you still feel that way about me, even now, King?”

“I will always love you and be by your side.”

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