#Bug (clone OC)

[omaano]

"Do you think we can keep it?"

Illustration for The Art of Losing (Is Hard to Master) by the amazing @insertmeaningfulusername

Summary: On a mission into Separatist space, Rex loses his entire squad except for one - and gains a friend who leads him through the labyrinth of grief to a brighter day.

I'm so happy to finally introduce this poor doomed squad to you: from left to rigth that's Rain, Amber, Rex (obviously), Bug, Whiplash and Clear. And you'll just have to read the fic to learn the name of the curious fluffball who's trying to befriend them ;)

With @xylionet as our wonderful beta for the story (and who also tirelessly cheered us on) we made up Team 16 for the @clonebang! I loved working with them so much! <3

ID and some closeups under the cut ->

[ID: A picture of 6 clone troopers resting. The landscape is snowy. Rain is standing furthest to the left. Their helmet is held in their hand. They are scowling at Rex. Next to them is Amber, standing with her back turned to Rain. Rex is crouched in the foreground, hand on one knee, as he offers his mug to a fox like creature with 4 eyes, 6 legs and 2 tails. Behind Rex to the right Bug is slightly bent over, mug in hand, grinning, other hand resting on his thigh. Off to the right side of the picture are Whiplash and Clear. Whiplash is standing, head turned to Rex but face obscured by his helmet. Clear is sitting, helmet balanced on one knee and mug in his hand. He is watching Rex, too. /End ID]

Close ups:

[moderator-monnie]

Challenge for artists for fun! (Create A Slammer Clone Oc!)

Create your own 'clone' copy for Slammer.

What Is A Slammer Clone/How to describe one?

1: It can take the form of any character. (Not limited to the Sonic Series.)

2: It can take the form of any insect that, (lays eggs and has a larva stage at some point.)

Rules:

1: They must have empty eye sockets on their face, however they can have an eye or eyes. Somewhere else on the body.

(You can decide the placement on the body.)

2: These Two Colors Must Be Used Somewhere In The Design.

3: Sonic, Shadow, Tails, Amy and Mario already have Slammer Clones/an insect assigned to them, so they can't be used.

4: have fun!

Slammer Sonic for reference art by lazy-charlie

[mwolf0epsilon]

Revelations

Carno: Do you ever feel like you've been wandering around in the woods your whole life? Lost and unsure of where the path back home is...Only to one day see a particular landmark and realize you've finally found the way out? Clearcut: ...I suppose that's a feeling we've all gone through. One way or another. Carno: ... I think I've felt like that my entire life. But never knew how to explain it. Or what it was that I was feeling at all. James: I don't think Krell made it easy to explore that feeling all too well. But eh, the karking bastard is dead now. Bon, gently petting Mutt who licks his hand in appreciation: And we're still here... Still uh, dealing with the consequences of his actions. Carno, taking a deep breath: ....... I think I.... I think I might... Clearcut, encouragingly: Go on. James, glancing over: Yeah? Bon: ... Carno, hiding her face in her hands: I think I might be a girl... James, grinning: Yeah? Bon, smiling: Clearcut, snorting in amusement: Of all the places to figure this out, I suppose a brothel full of very positive female role models isn't the worst of them. James: Damn... So like, we calling you sis now? Carno, rolling her eyes: I am your captain. Address me as such. James, teasingly: Sure thing Captain Sis. Carno, huffing in fond annoyance: You're insufferable...

[flashthescalesian-art]

Kit sees her master flirting with Satine and just immediately starts waving red flags around frantically. No you cannot change my mind on this.

[cornycopeia]

first meetings part 2!!!!!

[rabid-bat]

Clonetober day 6, fear factor. Plato is pretty used to stuff like bugs and tarantulas, you have to be especially when you have a sister like Locusta.

[omaano]

After everything @insertmeaningfulusername puts him through Bug gets a summer job to collect the weird looking fish from their traps in some pretty lake, spends his days stressing out his poor elderly water-averse dog, gets some new tattoos of silly little bugs, and starts growing his hair out again QnQ

[voidendron]

h i m 💞

I wish the game showed his sad puppy eyes better, but- it he <333

[arytha]

[ID copied from ALT: A digital sketch of my OC Rian, who is a genderfluid (she/they) "fennec fox" person. She is sitting with her legs loosely crossed, arms resting on her knees casually as they lean back slightly and smile languidly at the viewer. Her tail, which is tan, fluffy, and has a black tip, sweeps in front of her legs. Her ears are fluffy, large, and tan outside with white insides, featuring small cuff piercings along the front edge of the ear. Their hair frames their face in the front and sticks out cutely in the back, dark grey in color with bright acid green tips. Their eyes are a bloody brown and she's wearing a casual brown long sleeved shirt and desaturated blue leggings. End ID]

The cuckoo who invaded the nest.

[homemade-clones]

When Cheese, Tooka and Charm sit down, their thighs do ✨ The Thing ✨

[vodika-vibes]

Corrie quotes ~

Thire, texting Dusk: Dusk there’s a moth on the outside of the bathroom door can you get rid of it?

Thire: Pls hurry because I’m going to cry

Thire: Dusk

Thire: Dusk

Dusk: Dusk is dead. You’re next. Love, Moth.

[lunar-wandering]

HELLO EVERYONE AND WELCOME TO: THE MONKIE DESTINY CHALLENGE!!!!!

For the month of October, there shall be a daily prompt! These are dual prompts, you may choose one or the other, or simply do both!! It's your choice, have fun with it!!

GUIDELINES:

Please attempt to keep this event SFW, so that everyone may join in!!!

Ships and OCs are Allowed!!! Have fun!!!

You may do Art or Writing- or simply whatever creation this inspires you to do!!!

Tag every post with #Monkie Destiny Challenge 2023, so that we may all see your creations!!

Note: I shall release a Discord Server Link on Thursday, September 28th!!! This is by no means obligatory, but if you'd like to join, you may! Once the month is over, the server shall swap to weekly prompts.

In case anyone is incapable of reading the prompts in the image above, I have written them down under the cut. Have Fun Everyone!!!

Beginning / End

Fire / Ice

Patience / Focus

Peaches / Thief

Shatter / Weapon

Show / Fear

Lies / Truth

Mountain / Chains

Day / Night

Crown / Curse

Havoc / Chaos

Sword / Shadow

Family / Enemy

Fireworks / Stars

Spiders / Ghosts

Bug / Wifi

Song / Future

Dance / Past

Silence / Present

Horse / Dragon

Delivery / Monkey

Clone / Ink

Tragedy / Comedy

Game / Fight

Magic / Trick

Noodles / Home

Demons / Gods

Key / Bones

Amnesia / Gold

Hero / Warrior

End / Beginning (Free Day!!)

[moderator-monnie]

Absolutely adore the fact the moths are crawling all over him, and the fact they all have a "golden ring" design to them.

Challenge for artists for fun! (Create A Slammer Clone Oc!)

Create your own 'clone' copy for Slammer.

What Is A Slammer Clone/How to describe one?

1: It can take the form of any character. (Not limited to the Sonic Series.)

2: It can take the form of any insect that, (lays eggs and has a larva stage at some point.)

Rules:

1: They must have empty eye sockets on their face, however they can have an eye or eyes. Somewhere else on the body.

(You can decide the placement on the body.)

2: These Two Colors Must Be Used Somewhere In The Design.

3: Sonic, Shadow, Tails, Amy and Mario already have Slammer Clones/an insect assigned to them, so they can't be used.

4: have fun!

Slammer Sonic for reference art by lazy-charlie

[irraydiate]

An OC, he’s a Hank clone that survived when both twins were caught in a cave-in when they were 14.

(Further lore ↓)

Apologies for being overly verbose for parts of this, I’m just like that sometimes

Dean died and Hank was hit in the head and knocked out. Because his watch (and by extension his wrist) was crushed, he was assumed to be dead. He survived but was forced to live with his brother’s rotting corpse, and only ate/drank bugs, moss, tree roots, and underground spring water, effectively becoming severely malnourished. The only “company” he had was a small colony of bats that came and went through a vent in the cave’s ceiling. This led to more delusion and detachment, as well as further fuelling his obsession with Batman. I know scientifically he’d probably just die from all this but whatever..

He’s found after like 6 years and does not take the news about them being clones very well, but he’s very happy to see his family, and ends up liking the current Hank. He gets surgery to deal with his broken bones that healed horrifically wrong, but nothing seems to really fix him mentally.

Also the “Allen” is the normal/replacement Hank, as everyone agreed this cave Hank was Hank first and got to keep his name. Idk what I’m doing

I only made this character as a sort of hypothetical crisis for Hank, and also wanted to make my own take on a D-19 type character

I was inspired by Alphonse Elric and Riku from Kemu Voxx’s books for the (minimally transformative) design, but it’s mostly just Hank.. It was hard to restrain myself from drawing dicks on that cast both because innate urge and it actually being in-character

(Also ik that this design ever being animated at this level of detail would be some form of abuse, but I ain’t animating his ass, and I also have little restraint when it comes to adding pointless details.)

[theartgremlin2]

Halcyon you were an adorable baby <333

what are frogs

[knightprincess]

Magic Medic (Part 2 of 3) - The 104th

Words: 2k Note: This part includes the OC Iseult Devitt.

"Here we go again," commented Comet as he entered the Wolf Pack's barracks on Christophsis. The latest orders came through for all personnel, Clones, Civvi, and Jedi. Along with it came the regular confusion regarding the civvi medics. It was again revolving around their favorite, Iseult Devitt.

"What's up?" called Warthog from across the room. He was lounging across his bunk, his arms resting behind his head. Sinker and Boost attempted to paint something on the durasteel walls, although it was anyone's guess what it was meant to be. Perhaps it was a loth wolf or maybe a crystal fox.

"According to the latest orders, we get Iseult back," began Comet, interrupted by Boost celebrating the news that the sarcastic medic would be among their ranks again. Wolffe would be happy, at least when he wasn't protesting and attempting to argue with her. "But she's also supposed to stay with the 501st too."

"Wasn't she supposed to be on Commando tour for her last rotation?" asked Sinker, dropping the paintbrush and spray paint he'd previously held. "Maybe Wolffe knows. He seems to like stalking her as of late," he added, quickly fleeing behind a durasteel crate upon noticing Wolffe already in the room. He was quietly completing the overdue paperwork at the nearby desk.

"Wolffe doesn't know," replied the Commander, without lifting his head or taking the attention away from the reports and other paperwork he'd neglected for months. "She's as much a mystery to me as she is to everyone else."

"Didn't get far with the stalking, huh?" called Warthog, ignoring the glare Wolffe all but threw at him. "I dare say she's got under the skin of others too. How can she not with that devious charm," added the pilot, chuckling at the thought of others having to deal with the quick wit, sarcasm, and overall loud personality. Iseult was a flirt, a playful one, but a flirt nonetheless.

"Imma comm Jesse, see if he knows what's going on," Comet said, reaching for the communication device he had previously abandoned at the end of his bunk. Hope shimmered in his eyes. The boys of the 501st would know something or at least be able to help solve the seemingly endless mystery.

"Maybe Iseult's a clone like us?" Boost yelled excitedly, hoping he had found an answer to their bugging mystery. After all, they'd all witnessed the sarcastic medic seemingly teleporting, and the Jedi had, too, although they didn't seem overly bothered by it or, if they were, didn't show it.

"That brings up more questions than answers," spoke Wolffe as if to shut the absurd theory down before it took on a life of its own. "Who is she a clone of? Who cloned her? How many are there?" listed the commander, forcing the wolf pack to think over the logic before getting behind the Iseult clone idea.

"Kaminoans, they made all of us after all," replied Warthog as if it was the most obvious thing in the galaxy. "Wouldn't be outside the realm of possibility. They've done work for others, too."

"If that were the case, we would have seen Iseult clones wondering Tipoca City as we did as cadets," grumbled Comet, anguished to be the one to shut down the clone theory. "How many Iseults are there anyway?" he asked; he knew there were at least two after the Rex date incident. One had stood either side of him, at least before Rex appeared from his detour, then one disappeared as if she'd not been there in the first place.

"I swear there is more than six," said Sinker confidently. "What, there is. We have our Iseult, the deviously flirt one here with us; the 501st have the angel; the Guard kept being tormented by the one they call the minx; Clone Force 99 have a sarcastic one of their own; the 212th has the nerdy one, and the naughty version has pestered Howzer," he listed as if to add evidence to Boost's earlier claim of clones.

"Don't forget the playful one that keeps winding Gregor up," added Wolffe, chuckling to himself upon remembering Fox's rant about the Iseult minx, how he swore the seemingly ordinary medic just come and went as she pleased. "327th, 41st, and 13th haven't been affected yet," continued the commander, curious if there was truth behind the claim of clones or if it was all an elaborate and well-thought-out prank of some kind.

"Hey, how come they get away scot-free?" questioned Boost, almost offended by the idea the three battalions, in particular, had seemingly escaped the chaos. "Scratch that they don't know what they're missing," he added, quickly changing his tune. The Iseult clones had brought endless mystery, curiosity, and distraction when they needed it most.

"Maybe she's some form of artificial intelligence," mumbled Warthog, hiding beneath his pillow the moment the idea he quickly determined as dumb passed his lips.

"Iseult … a droid?" began Comet, a grin painting on his lips to hear Wolffe bellow out with laughter. The idea was horrendous, but at least it brought their tormented Commander some amusement. "Honestly, that would explain why she crashed into the wall and seemed perplexed by rayshields."

"Doesn't explain why Howzer wasn't knocked senseless when she clobbered him, though," replied Wolffe, recalling witnessing the act. Howzer was drunk and slurring his words, believing he was complimenting Iseult; instead, he'd offended her. She'd quickly told him so by whacking him upside the head before walking away. "First and last time he insulted her."

"And we're only just hearing about it now?" replied Boost, sitting on the crates to the side of the masterpiece he and Sinker had been working on.

"Jesse said their angel has a different name," called Comet, puzzlement painting on his features. "Said there one is called (Y/N)," he added before determining the boys in blue were simply ribbing them again. No doubt, it was revenge for the howling prank some months before.

"Two medics with different names but the same identification number?" started Warthog, looking over to Wolffe as if to confirm that he, too, was baffled by the mistake. "Either there was a massive mistake, there are clones under the same number but different names, or we're missing something," he added, noting when Wolffe didn't seem all that bothered. He was amused, yes, but not bothered as much as one would have thought.

"I'm contacting Iseult," spoke Boost, reaching for his communications device with the hope the medic in question could solve their perplexing mystery. Maybe answer their questions about how she could be in so many places simultaneously.

"She's with the frat boys," growled Wolffe, as if remembering the other troopers who seemed just as attached to Iseult. Three of them never failed to flirt with her when the chance arose. The other always seemed to be in a playful banter war with her. "Set to return to Coruscant just after us unless they rerouted to Kamino or given another assignment," he added with a low grumble.

"At least we know she can be in two places at once," worded Warthog, "Comet said she was with the 501st, and we know from her she was assigned to the havoc lot," he added, managing to stifle his laughter at the thought of their Iseult causing just as much if not more chaos than the combined experimental unit.

"Iseult, my favorite sarcastic medic," began Boost when the attempt at making a holo call connected. Iseult's video feed appeared along with the boys of Clone Force 99, or at least two of them. Tech and Hunter. One twirled a vibroblade, and the other fiddled with a circuit board.

"Boost my favorite lunatic," replied Iseult, a smile on her lips. "Don't tell me one of you boys lost a limb. While I've been away," she added so casually that it was like complimenting someone.

"We were hoping you could help us with your mystery," called Warthog, moving to sit on the bunk below his own. At the same time, both Hunter and Tech appeared to pay a little more attention, as if the Iseult mystery had been a topic that haunted them, too.

"Iseult mystery?" enquired Tech, intrigued by the news of such mystery surrounding their medic.

"They think Iseult is a clone," grumbled Wolffe, his voice more brutal than intended. Despite that, Iseult's laughter came through loud and clear.

"Not heard that one before," admitted the civvi medic, a bright smile upon her lips. "A new favorite me thinks," she added.

"Did float the idea of you being a droid too, but none of our theories make sense," voiced Comet, witnessing as Warthog once again hid beneath the nearest pillow, still embarrassed by the idea. Even if Wolffe once again chuckled at the amusement.

"They're trying to work out how I can be in two places at once," spoke Iseult, cluing the pair of enhanced clones into the mystery and rather imaginative ideas they'd come to answer it. "And your answer is super simple, boys. I use magic."

"Iseult two said the same thing," Comet answered upon hearing the answer. "Jesse said Angel Iseult and Rex were up to something, too," he added as if trying to gauge if there was indeed more to the mystery than met the eye.

"There has been no documented case of civilians using magic to …" began Tech before Iseult wrapped a hand over his mouth, a sweet smile as she did so. At first, Tech seemed startled but didn't appear to protest further, instead glancing over to Hunter as if silently calling for aid.

"Angel Iseult and Rex are working on the final touches of a plan of mass pandemonium," sweetly replied Iseult. However, a mischief glint lit up her eyes, suggesting there was far more than met the eye, and the answer to their seemingly complex mystery was simple and something all thrust far missed.

"Remind me to remind Wolffe to interrogate her when we all get back to Coruscant," said Sinker when the call ended. This time, Wolffe looked around in confusion, not entirely understanding why he needed to interrogate their favorite medic.

"Forget that," started Warthog, suspecting Wolffe knew something they didn't. Perhaps he had other ideas he'd yet to share. After all, when the commander lost his eye, Iseult was the one to patch him back up again. "What do you know about Iseult?" asked the pilot, side-eyeing his commander as if to gauge the reaction he got. "And what she's up to?"

"What she's up to, not a clue," replied Wolffe, admitting his innocence when it come to the pandemonium planned, although he could make an educated guess on where it would take place. Either at the military base or 79, depending on her mood. "As for what I know about her, what's in her file, and a couple of her favorite things," he added as if attempting to hide the relationship that had bloomed between the two of them. She'd succeeded in getting him to ignore rules that prevented him from being like any other being in the galaxy, and she'd helped him find who he was outside of being a soldier.

"We're gonna be invited to the wedding, right?" asked Sinker, ignoring the heated glare expertly thrown his way, at least before the deer caught in headlights look painted on Wolffe's features. "Yeah, you're even less subtle than Iseult," he added with a wide grin.

"Cute though, our medic of magic tamed our commander," added Boost, as if he were a hopeless romantic waiting for his chance at love.

"You watch too many romance films and series on the holonet," replied Wolffe, returning his attention to the reports demanding to be done, at least before they become more of a burden and punishment than they already were.

"We miss her too," started Comet, knowing all the theories and playful banter that revolved around Iseult was their way of filling the gap she left behind when she was not with them. "Tell her that when you see her next," he added, receiving a small, subtle nod from Wolffe in confirmation of the task placed before him.

"Better yet, give her a kiss from us," called Warhog, darting from the bunk he'd been perched on, launching toward the refresher door in the hopes of getting there before Wolffe caught and strangled him.

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