#In Character Update

[spoocys-glade-of-dreams]

The Fairy Council had been investigating the signs of a new nightmare creature roaming around the glade. One of great cruelty, yet had the appearance of Raymona. A shadowy Raymona. The council had called in Raymona to question her about the strange appearances, but she saw nothing.

Raymona decided to go ask the one person who may be aware of what was going on, especially with the rumors of Mr. Dark having returned. She would knock on the door to Ales' workshop and allowed herself to enter. She could hear a commotion coming from down in the cellar. She would slowly start to make her way down the stairs, calling out for Ales or Raymesis.

When she made it to the bottom of the steps, she could find Raymesis trying to shield Ales, who had been beaten severely. The two would turn their attention to the stairs as their attacker also took notice of the presence.

"There you are."

"RUN MONA!

RUN!!!"

Raymona began to bolt up the stairs and out of Ales workshop, the shadowy Raymona in hot pursuit. She would run as far as her feet could carry her, but the shadowy clone seemed to keep getting closer. Raymona would let out a scream so loud, that it would travel far and scare the birds resting in the trees.

{@corazcnes}

[spoocyshrub]

“Hey Dokk? you wanted to see me?”

*Elli was casually leaning on the doorframe of the guest room where Dokk was staying. The mud was seated in his wheelchair, goggles over his eyes. He had a huge grin on his face as he began to maneuver the wheelchair to face Elli. He then posed his hands over to where his missing leg was.  His old prosthetic had been replaced by a very familiar looking leg*

“Dokk is that one of the legs from Tekkno’s old mecha suit?”

“It sure is! It’s a little dated, sure, but it’s a good temporary replacement for the one I lost. I got Tekkno’s permission to scrap the old mecha suit after he got his new one. I had the old suit shipped to me from Sanctuary.” “Is that why there was a massive crate outside the house?” -Elli interjected. She remembered that crate well. She needed Alf and Bram’s assistance to get it onto the pulley elevator and into the house for Dokk. He was quite secretive of the contents at the time.- “Yeah…I’m sorry that you had to carry that thing all the way up here. I wanted this to be a surprise if I managed to get it working. I wasn’t sure it was going to.” -Elli ran her hand over her face and let out a frustrated sigh-

“Dokk? That suit had the spindliest bird-like legs I have ever seen. Does it even support your weight?” “IT ACTUALLY DOES!” -Dokk’s voice rose with pure excitement and joy. He was practically glowing with joy.- “I’ve ran all the tests. Look! Look what I can do with it, Elli!” -Dokk raised the prosthetic leg up and began to curl the talon like toe claws on the leg. Elli’s expression shifted, seeing that he had the ability to curl toes was something he lacked with his old leg- “Not only that, but it’s also quiet. I’m not going to scare anyone with that sound the old leg had. Elli, this is a dream come true!”

*Dokk began to rise from his wheelchair and walked in a circle, he then began to dance in front of her, causing Elli to break out laughing. She suddenly pulled Dokk into her hold and gave him a huge hug, the hug was returned by the smaller mud. Dokk seemed hesitant to release the hug.*

“I’m happy for ya, you goober. You have no idea. If you still need any help with anything, you can still ask for it. Though I warn you: I might start calling you clakker leg.”

[somebigface]

*Big Face had just arrived in Allervale. The shaman took notice of all the worried villagers as he strolled his way to Elli’s tree house. After climbing the ladder, he knocked on the door and was greeted by his daughter. The two shared an embrace and he entered her home.

*Dokk had been given his own room within the tree house, and the pulley ramp for Dokk’s wheelchair had been finished. Dokk has had his hands full tending to the injured Tekkno, who was making a speedy recovery from his injuries.

*Big Face sat with Elli in the den area, and Elli began filling her father in on the current events and what had happened in his absense. Big Face removed his mask to get a better look at his daughter. After finishing up the status report, Elli sighed a little and began to fidget with her hands.*

“Dad? I’m… I’m thinking about making what might be one of the biggest decisions in my life… Possibly in Alf’s as well. Once this business with the Brood Father is over and done with… I… Feel like I can finally move on from what Toni did to me. Abe, Alf, and Toby all have made such an impact on my life. I’ve tried my best to let them know how much they all mean to me. I want to go with them on this fight.

And when this is all over, and if we survive this… I want to ask Alf to… to…”

*Big Face’s expression softened. He gently took hold of his daughter’s hand and smiled to her.*

“He really means that much if you are going to do that so quickly. Though I worry that this might all be a little too soon, I will support you. I will support both of you. Though I want to make something exceptionally clear, Elenore. If Alf dares to hurt you like Toni did, I will show him the same lack of mercy as I did to Toni.

If I’m honest, however… I feel we have nothing to worry about. I have been meaning to present Alf with something for a while now. Something that may be of use later. It is a gift I don’t give up lightly.

Elli? I might not be going with you on this adventure. Someone will need to stay behind to not only protect Allervale in your absence, but it’s been discovered that The Brood Father has ways to infiltrate the Shrykull Temples. I need to protect those lands. If they are destroyed or damaged, our connection to Shrykull may be severed entirely until a new temple can be created.

Elli? Listen to me. Throughout Mudos there are shrines, temples, or effigys that allow the spirits to walk amongst Oddworld with us. To not be concealed from our vision. If anything were to happen to those temples, then we may lose the ability to commune with forces like Lebone, Seraphim, even Mother Odd herself. The risk becomes greater if there are less shrines or temples laid out for that spirit or god.”

“Dad? Why are you telling me this now? Isn’t that the concern of shamans or seers?”

“Because Elli, originally you were destined to one day take my place, but now you are destined for something much bigger.  A protector of our beliefs and our sacred rites. Not just to Shrykull. Out of the spirits we frequently commune with, there is one who’s presence has been threatened on Oddworld since his betrayal of the pantheon. There exists but one shrine left to Lebone. If that shrine is desecrated, Lebone’s ties to Oddworld may be severed until more can be built.

The threat of the Brood Father may end in this final battle, but there are other lesser risks that still remain in the aftermath. Do you understand?”

*Elli nodded to her father and pulled him in for a big embrace.*

“At least this time, I won’t have to face this big destiny alone. And I have one of the best teachers in the land to help guide me.”

[enslaved-queenmother]

*All was quiet in Allervale today. Gabriel was seated in his usual spot, a chair right outside his hut. He was just watching the villagers go about their lives. Abe was spending as much time as he could with his family, Alf was doing his best to try to support Elli while they waited for the eventual attack from Toni, and Seraphim, Lebone, and even Erebosa were often seen spending as much time as possible with Noddaba; They know one day, Noddaba would have to return to the clutches of the brood father.

*Jobb walked over to the Lure patriarch and took a seat in the chair across from him. The pale skinned mudokon had become like a brother to Gabriel, and he had been trying his best to be a supportive figure to his sons, becoming their unofficial uncle in a way. As the two sat in peace together, Jobb soon broke the silence.*

“Gabriel? You mind if I ask you a question that might be personal to you?”

“Sure. Go ahead Jobb. What’s your question?”

“How did a mud like you get his hands on such a prize fortune? Golden eggs are typically held by either glokstars, or the royalty. The last instance of heard of such a hoard of these things was back at Fort Glokz. I just… How in the world did you manage to amass such a fortune?”

*Gabriel was silent, just staring off at the ground. Jobb’s expression softened when he saw the distress on Gabriel’s face. The hurt in his eyes. Jobb apologized and told Gabriel he didn’t have to answer, but Gabriel shook his head and took a deep breath before he finally answered.*

“Jobb? I did so many things I am not proud of when I was under the control of the brood father through Lebone. There are many things that Sam and my sons do not know about me. Some things that I know will hurt them immensely if I told them.

When I had both the power of Lebone and the oracles on my side, I used their powers to make a name for myself amongst the other tribes. A name to be feared but respected. I struck many well known, highly influential glukkon names down, stole their fortunes, and made them my own. I guess I’m what you would consider a retired war lord.”

*Jobb’s expression suddenly grew to a glare. He just stared at Gabriel with that harsh look.*

“Gabriel. You speak as if you did this while sound of mind. Are you saying that you did have some form of freedom when Brood Father took over? Be honest with me, old man.”

“…Yes.” -Gabriel said in a hushed tone, the hurt was clear in his voice as well as his deep shame- “Some things I did because I was feeding off my new power. I wanted the glukkons to suffer for what they did to Rosa and our unborn child. But…things began to change… They started changing the day I met Sam.

I finally felt like I had some purpose in my life that wasn’t full of hate. Sam will say I started out as a kindly mud with enough wealth to ensure she would be cared for. Because I did truly grow to love her. When I wanted to settle down and marry Sam, I told Lebone that I didn’t want to continue the war path. I wanted to settle down and start a family again.

He didn’t like that. Thus began the cold streak of abuse Sam faced at my hands. I lost any speck of freedom I had that day. All the actions done were the brood father’s. I think Sammdei played a part in why the glukkons raided the village and took Sam captive. To teach me a lesson. When she was sent to the labor egg factories, Lebone stated he was going to use my status as a drone to give himself a new vessel in the event something happened to me… and most likely if something happened to you as well, Jobb.

I was enrolled in Nolybab’s breeding program. I was forced to give samples that would allow for the birth of new mudokon workers. My sample yielded three possible candidates. Abe, Alf, and Toby.”

“Why are Alf and Toby green skinned when You, Sam, and Abe are blue? How does that work exactly?”

“Mudornaa tribe members come in blue skin and green. Green tends to be a more dominant trait in the family genetics. My grandfather was the green skin of the family and I think that was passed to Alf and Toby, while Abe carried the blue. The green skin genetics in blue children tend to fade the more blue children are born. If Abe produces blue skinned children, there’s more of a chance his grand children will be blue if his children choose a partner of the same skin color.

Any other questions?”

“Just one” -Jobb held up a finger in response before growing a huge grin on his face- “You plan on splitting that vast fortune between how many children?”

“Just Alf, Toby and Abe. It’s their right as my children. Even with Abe’s upcoming wedding there will still be plenty of wealth left and that’s not just the golden eggs I have stashed in my house. I have more treasure and moolah stashed away that no one but myself knows about. I plan to pass that wealth to them some day.”

“Do you plan on telling them the truth on how you acquired that wealth?”

“Yes. Some day I will. I just hope that they find it in their hearts to forgive me… In Abe’s case I hope he can forgive me again after all the times I’ve wronged him in particular.”

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[nbmudkip]

“how could you have forgotten that” i forget Everything. unless i remember

[beebundt]

im busy with an art trade but wanted 2 share some recent scraps of charlie. i haven't posted abt her in years oh my god

[minteehell]

Robin’s winter outfit made me feel things…

Bonus comic :

[archerdepartures116]

Ill post this au( inspired by tweet above) i started on my twt on Tumblr too

First part

more comic panels below

Second part

Third part

Fourth part

Shenanigans side extra

this is currently an ongoing series, if this does well here, I will continue posting these in bulk (～￣▽￣)～

for more frequent uploads, you can follow my twitter at ArcherD116, feel free to ask me ab this au and give your suggestions!

[gumy-shark]

she’s cringe. she’s cooler than you. she’s so so smart. she’s the biggest dumbass you’ll ever meet. she’s got mental illnesses the dsm hasn’t even got a name for yet. she’s fine she’s fine she’s great actually she’s the normalest girl in the world. she’s hurt so many people. she regrets it so much. she wants to hurt people again. she’s the most neurotic loser you’ve ever seen. she’s the most confident composed competent member of the team. she lies until she doesn’t know what’s real. she’s even bisexual. i didn’t say her name but she popped into your head didn’t she

[saragrosie]

Sketching while streaming s5...

Jonathan Sims I will learn to draw you (this is my doing. I could draw him however I want and I choose to stick with an image of him in my brain that is difficult for me to draw. Masochism.)

Not s5 Mahtins below I enjoyed drawing cuz hes neat:

(Edit: I yassified Martin in the do not separate cuz I wanted his hair fluffier)

[spoocys-glade-of-dreams]

*Demona had arrived at The Cave of Bad Dreams, the entry point to the realm of nightmare and the lair of Jano himself. She held her head high as she entered the dark caverns. The giant spiders that the first nightmare kept as pets would stare as she enters but they dare not attack. Jano beckons the shadowy clone to him.*

"Well now. I never expected to see you here in my home. Tell me what troubles you, child."

"I have come to you to seek your advice. There is a child within the glade. A human from Earth that was once tortured by the rabbids. Rayman and his love have adopted the child. I fear I have grown fond of her as well. She has fallen gravely ill. Her very lungs are damaged. I know healing with red lums and the doctor's medicines would take far too long and may lead to permanent effects or might even cause her to succumb to her illness. I will not allow this.

Tell me the secret of how I can save her and allow her to experience a life that every child should. I will perform any trial or fight anyone you ask of me."

*Jano gave a low hiss. He waved a dismissive hand and shook his head.*

"Come now, child. No need for such formalities with me. I am happy to assist someone that has grown close to my daughter."

"I am not your child."

"So you say, but you cannot deny your creation. You carry my essence within you, after all."

"Not by choice."

"Does a child ever choose to be born?"

*The First Nightmare let out an amused chuckle while Demona let out a disgusted groan. He would beckon the shadowy limbless to walk with him. They would begin to walk through the caverns together.*

"It is time for you to learn about your birthright. The one Mr. Dark has denied you. Darkness magic is incredibly powerful if you know how to use it properly. It CAN be used to heal and is one of the most potent of healing magics, but like most of the powerful magics in this art, it requires a price for you to give."

"Sacrifice."

"Correct. As you know, the glade shuns those that use darkness because the sacrifices they give are at the cost of others."

"That's what Murfy told me, yes."

"Smart bug. Do you want to make a difference to everyone? You wish to prove yourself and your intent to them?

Self Sacrifice."

*Demona suddenly froze. The nightmare being grew a huge, smug grin. The limbless remained silent, staring at the ground for the longest time before she finally looks back to Jano with sheer determination glinting in her eyes.*

"Teach me what I have to do."

[spoocyshrub]

*Tuff and Leon were seated at their home, the two sharing a meal together. Leon began to poke at his food with his fork which caught the attention of his brother. Tuff asked Leon if he had anything on his mind, and Leon let out a sigh.* “I guess I’m just a little homesick. Don’t get me wrong, I love living here in Allervale. I have everything I could have ever wanted. We even have our sister in our lives…We have a father again, and we can even communicate with our lost mother… I just… I miss the old farm sometimes.”

*Tuff set his utensils down and began to rub his temple in frustration.* “I know you miss the old farm, Leon. There’s just…there’s nothing we can do. Dad’s gone, and now the farm is in someone else’s hands. We don’t exactly have a choice. You know he won’t hand it back to us, even if we are the rightful heirs to that land and that property. I had to do what I could to keep you safe. Had I tried to fight, they would have killed you. You know that, and you know I would do anything to protect you.”

“Tuff? Isn’t Rayia like…the heir to the Magogs? Since she’s the daughter of Baron Buptkitzer? Couldn’t she or Abe… wouldn’t they have authority on this matter? Or at the very least could talk to the baron about it?”

“Then what would we do then? Leave Allervale? Do you want to go back home and leave all this behind?”

“Not at all, I like it here too much, but perhaps we could turn the farm into a little safe house or outpost for whenever Abe or his allies are in the area. Not to mention that there’s one less decietful land grabber in the area. I don’t want to think about others facing the same hardship we did when he threw us out. not to mention we’d be able to visit dad again if the grave site is still intact. We could take him to Necrum now that the crypts are back in operation…”

*Tuff’s smile grew as he listened to his brother.* “I think Abe has been rubbing off on you. You must really look up to him, don’t’cha?” “Well…yes.” -Leon admitted with blush on his face.- “He is a very admirable mud. A great leader. I look up to him quite a lot, I look up to all of you really. You, Alf, Abe, Toby, Dokk, Bram, Elli, Rayia… All of you mean so much to me. It’s why I want to go with on this final confrontation with the Brood Father. I’m not strong like you, Elli, or Alf. I’m not good with scrapping or machines like Dokk or Bram. I can’t drive vehicles like Toby can. But I do know a bit about natural remedies, the plant life, and my knowledge with the local flora and fauna. Not to mention I may have been getting lessons on how to harness my powers from Big Face and Gabriel. You might be pleasantly surprised with how I can help.”

[somebigface]

*Prez watches his brother skimming through some invisible force. The intense glow of his eyes indicate he is searching through time for something. Prez crossed his arms as he approached his brother and fiercely tapped on his shoulder.*

“Pats? What’s with you and Fute lately? You’ve both been face deep into the timelines trying to find something. You have been neglecting me, and you’ve been neglecting your family. This needs to stop and you need to go take care of your family.”

“I can’t Prez. I just can’t right now. Mother Odd and Afareet gave Fute and I an order. Fute’s gotta make sure no more tampering of the future occurs and I need to root out the source of when this all happened and see if there’s any shred of the erased history left. I want to put this on hold Prez but I’m under orders. I can’t defy Mother Odd again…I just can’t do that. You of all people know why.”

*Prez’ expression suddenly softened. The demigod cleared his throat a little and began nervously rubbing the back of his head.*

“I uh… I know. L-Look Pats. I’m- I’m sorr-“

*Pats suddenly held his hand up to silence his brother. he appeared to be looking at something intently. Within the fragment of time.*

“Prez… I think I found something you and Fute gotta see…”

*As if on queue, Fute appeared next to his brother and they both began looking into the thread of time with Pats. As their eyes glowed, Pats began to shake intensely as they delved deeper into the vision. As the vision before them continued to play, Pats began to whimper as the shaking intensified. Fute and Prez suddenly grabbed a hold of Pats and just held him straight. Their brother suddenly began to cry out in distress*

“IT HURTS! IT HURTS! I THINK WE ARE DELVING INTO FORBIDDEN TERRITORY! THIS WAS SOMETHING NONE OF US WERE MEANT TO SEE! SOMETHING IS PROTECTING IT! ODD IN HEAVEN IT HURTS!!!

IT HURTS BUT IT MUST BE REVEALED!!!”

*Fute and Prez struggled to keep their one-armed brother standing. Supporting his weight as he was trying to collapse into their arms. He struggled to keep the vision playing before them. As the vision finally ended, Pats suddenly fell silent. His eyes suddenly dimmed as they slowly shut. the oracle had his hand over his heart. He was unresponsive as his form began to fade before them. Prez suddenly shot a look to Fute in pure panic, but Fute held a hand up.*

“He’s not. He’s just exhausted so much power that he’s slipped out of our plane. He needs time to recover and I suggest you do not bother him while he rests.”

*Prez breathed a sigh of relief, but the oracle grew an intense glare. He barred his teeth and let out a deep growl as he turned to walk away*

“Prez? PREZ, WHERE ARE YOU GOING!?”

“YOU SAW THE VISION TOO, FUTE! AND AFTER WHAT I SAW I DEMAND SOME ANSWERS! THE ONLY ONE WHO HAS THESE ANSWERS ARE THE STAR WEAVER HERSELF! I AM GOING TO GET THOSE ANSWERED,

SO HELP ME ODD!”

[enslaved-queenmother]

“Gabriel? Wake up! Wake up you lazy blue skinned freak! It’s morning! You got a lot of work to do today. Ambroneo wants his and the commander’s breakfast sent up to them post haste. I suggest you get up quickly lest you want him to tan your hide again.”

*Gabriel groaned as he slowly stirred from his sleep. He hugged himself as the aches and pains from constant working to the brink of exhaustion overtook his body. the dark bags under his eyes were clear as day. Gabriel went to a spot with a bucket and water faucet and began to fill the bucket with water. Stripping himself down for his morning shower. As Gabriel cleaned himself down, Gabriel spoke in a tired tone to the brutish guard keeping an eye on him.*

“Will you humor me a moment? How long has it been since I was first imprisoned here?”

*The guard tapped away at his chin as he fell deep into his thoughts. Even counting on a few fingers before he came up with the answer.- “I’d say give or take… twenty years tops. Why?”

“You have any partners or children at home?”

“What does this have to do with anything? You’re stalling Gabriel. That’s not a good idea”

“Sorry. Just thinking about my wife and children. I haven’t seen them for so long… My children would be adults about now. I’ve been wondering if they either miss me…or hate me for going missing like that. I doubt you’d know what that’s like.”

“You’d be correct on that assumption. Hurry your ass up Gabriel.”

“Right Right. Sorry.” -Gabriel finished his shower and dried himself off the best he could. A few feathers fell from his scalp. He seemed to lose more and more of them each day. He was surprised he hadn’t gone completely bald yet. He’s had to wear his feathers tied back into a ponytail lately, having since lost that beautiful mane of feathers he sported when he was a free mud.

*Odd did he miss his kids and Sam. He thought about them every single day, and his heart ached more and more with each passing one. Once he had dressed himself for the day, Gabriel began to make his way to the kitchens and grabbed up the trays of food for Ambroneo and his commander.

*He never had the heart to tell the warped Seraphim that the spirits had been silent. Since the Brood Father’s conquest, the spirit realms and the ascended planes have all been silent other than the screams of the oppressed. He was starting to wonder if all was lost.

*Would he ever see his family again, or was he doomed to die in this new slave’s life?*

[batfamhastwitter]

Part 6 is here! A word of advice: stay far, far away from Gotham during rush hour

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