#biohazard omega lab

[fandomsoda]

I’ve gotten around to drawing more Omega Lab

Glowstick is not usually a fan of Tizzy’s shenanigans.

I’ve never properly displayed Test and Bio’s relationship and it’s essentially this but it can get a bit more interesting at times.

[dzthenerd490]

File: Resident Evil 6

SCP#: AFG

Code Name: The C Virus/ The Chrysalid Virus

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: Samples of SCP-AFG are contained at the Level 5 Biohazard Labs of Site-AG. They are separated in four vials all placed within a biohazard box that is locked by a 6-digit code. The biohazard box is locked within one of the freezers of the Biohazard labs, its door and handle are reinforced with electricity to shock anyone who tries to open it. Only an AFA-2 with a specialized glove is able to open the door and is entrusted to take out SCP-AFG samples when needed. Any testing must be approved by three Level 5 Foundation staff members. 

In the event of a containment breach, Mobile Task Force Hades-4 "Bio Rebels" is to be contacted and sent to Site-AG at once to protect the SCP-AFG samples. It is only because of SCP-AFG that there is even a MTF Hades-4 unit at Site-AG to begin with. Even though Site-AG has been created to avoid containment breaches for obvious reasons, the Foundation cannot afford to take any risks. 

Description: SCP-AFG is a virus created with the same genetic structure as SCP-AAY-Veronica and SCP-ABE. This has allowed SCP-AFG near limitless mutations to any host depending on the strain they are infected with. So far only three strains have been recorded with each one having higher mutation rates than the one before it. There is SCP-AFG-Beta, SCP-AFG-Delta, SCP-AFG-Omega, and SCP-AFG-Alpha.

SCP-AFG-Beta is the most basic of all the variants normally taking the form of blue gas. Once someone has inhaled this gas who is not immune to SCP-AAY or has not taken the vaccine they will become a zombie immediately. Unlike SCP-AAY-1 instances, zombies created by SCP-AFG-Beta are stronger, have heightened senses, and more aggressive. They have the ability to occasionally hold weapons and can even mutate themselves. It's possible for zombies of SCP-AFG-Beta to become faster or grow larger allowing them to lift boulders or withstand heavy amounts of damage that would tear apart or kill normal zombies. It's even possible for the SCP-AFG-Beta gas to revitalize rotted corpses to the point they can stand again and kill anyone who isn't infected yet. Though SCP-AFG-Beta can be created artificially it has been made that its possible for other SCP-AFG variants to create the gas naturally. 

SCP-AFG-Delta is a bridge strain between SCP-AFG-Beta and SCP-AFG-Omega. SCP-AFG-Delta does exist in injection form and can spread through bite but that normally doesn't happen given the circumstances. When someone is injected with SCP-AFG-Delta they become a zombie like organism that has multiple eyes grown on the face. They are able to hold weapons, have greater strength and speed, heightened aggression, more durable skin, and are able to follow complex orders and remember said orders without forgetting a single detail. 

The organisms created by SCP-AFG-Delta are slaves to anyone infected with a stronger strain of the virus or can be programed to follow orders of others. DNA testing has shown that SCP-AFG-Delta victims are able to recognize the DNA of certain people and obey them without question, never bringing them harm only protection. Furthermore, they have the ability to mutate when damaged. 

When an SCP-AFG-Delta instance receives damage to a limp or other body part there is a high chance it will mutate as a response to make the organism stronger. These new limbs and body parts typically have mixed mutations of insect, reptilian, or fleshy characteristics. These mutations can be used as body weapons, armor, and even life extending organs. These mutations continue as they increase damage and do not stop until the SCP-AFG-Delta instance is dead. The best way to kill an SCP-AFG-Delta instance is ether with necrosis venom weaponry or just damaging it continuously until it finally dies. 

SCP-AFG-Omega is a more concentrated strain leading to disastrous effects. SCP-AFG-Omega exists only in an injection form, this is the only way someone can be infected which makes sense given the effects afterwards. Once someone is infected with SCP-AFG-Omega they instantly catch on fire due to their bodies over heating with rapid mutations. Their bodies then become encased with a liquid that covers them entirely and quickly hardens. After a half minute the cocoon opens up from the back and releases a random monster. Its unfortunately impossible to predict what exactly will result from this mutation.

SCP-AFG-Omega infection most commonly can result in a giant lizard like monster that has great speed and agility. Then there is the large hulking flesh like monster that has what appears to be hardened blood and bone growing out of it as thick armor. There are also grotesque monsters that spread SCP-AFG-Beta gas from the spore sacks all other their body. Then there is the rarest mutation where the result is a swarm of mutant wasps that sting with SCP-AFG-Beta venom. There are unfortunately other mutations that either are combinations of the previously described mutations or completely different. Unfortunately, this is not the end of SCP-AFG as a whole. 

SCP-AFG-Alpha is the newest and rarest strain only existing after being enhanced with antibodies created by those who are immune to the previous viruses. When someone is infected with SCP-AFG-Alpha, their body becomes a vessel of limitless mutations. Essentially, they become no different to SCP-ADU in that they can change shape at will, grow in biomass, and grow larger and/or stronger the more they consume. The main difference is that anyone infected with SCP-AFG-Alpha will have complete control over the virus though their mental state might deteriorate a little leading to increased aggression and a lack of common sense. 

SCP-AFG was discovered in 2012 thought it was officially declared contained in 2013. It is the first and most successful original product created by the terrorist Group of Interest: Neo Umbrella. For those that don't know, Neo Umbrella is an international black-market terrorist organization comprised of Neo-Sarkites, Proto-Sarkites, Deserter Mekhanites, Rouge Scientists, Bio Terrorists, International Terrorists, Mercenaries, old employees of TRICELL and old employees of the Umbrella Corporation. They have joined together in an effort to create a new arms race of biological weapons and use the money and connections to become the new rulers of the entire world. 

The Foundation actually got its official confirmation of Neo Umbrella's existence back in 2012. Agent Sherry Berkins of the newly created Mobile Task Force Hermes-9 "Acid Rain", saw hand first their actions. She was in [data expunged] during a mission to find people who were immune to SCP-AFG and only barely managed to make it out alive. Please see Addendum X-40 for details.

Though there were various other run ins during the incident between Foundation staff and various Persons of Interest. This included Leon Kennedy of PENTAGRAM, Chris Redfield of the GOC, and International Mercenary Ada Wong. Please see Addendum X-41 for details.

Despite their organization still being new they managed to grow in power rather fast even making ties with the Family. The Family is a powerful fraternity that was actually one of the founder groups of Group of Interest: The Global Occult Coalition. Once the SCP-AFG incident was resolved the GOC found all members involved and had them executed by order of the ACPA. 

Though the incident ended with several powerful Neo Umbrella members dead, the organization still exists and has slowly been recovering and growing their power in the shadows. Foundation agents believe that Neo Umbrella is now under the control of several individuals who call themselves, The Board. These individuals act as a counter to the O5 Council and have declared war against the Foundation. Despite their activity being reduced since the incident, SCP-AFG is a prime example on why they should not be underestimated. 

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SCP: Horror Movie Files Hub

[swiftyangx12]

Don’t mess with Microbes

[Valorant]

[Gender Neutral!Agent!Reader]

[Synopsis]: What if the new agent is a specialist in Microbiology and also one of the few HQ’s doctors?

Let’s say [Reader] has a unique career as a microbiologist.

I mean, yes, they have assisted and helped many doctors and scientists of identifying undetected bacteria from patients.

Though, they only joined the Protocol because they were falsely accused of exposing a public area with a human-made pathogen that’s third most lethal than the Bubonic Plague and COVID-19. (It wasn’t them. I swear they did not release a dangerous bio-weapon for malicious purposes.)

They worked as another healer and doctor for the team.

Mostly stayed in their own lab experimenting cultures and observing microorganisms.

[HQ Laboratory]

Dr. [L/N]: Uh, Dr. Sabine? I think somebody from our team picked up a little nasty bug on their last mission.

Viper: *Looks through the microscope* Oh god.

Dr. [L/N]: It’s okay. I’m working on a vaccine for this one. Thank god I took a course on Vaccinology.

Viper: You studied Vaccinology?

Dr. [L/N]: As a minor in university, yes. Just hope nobody dies on my watch when experimenting.

Viper: *Impressed, yet concerned* Then do what you need to do. You’re responsible if somebody were to become deceased by your hands.

Dr. [L/N]: Understand, Dr. Sabine.

《🦠》

Dr. [L/N]: Jett, you look terrible. *Puts on their medical face mask*

Jett: *Sniffs* I’m fine! Just a little sniffle. ACHOO!

Dr. [L/N]: *Sprays Lysol in the air and area* Girl, go back to your room. I’ll inform Brimstone about your dilemma and in the meantime, no contact with the other agents.

Jett: *Sniffs* Okay…

[An hour later]

[Jett’s Quarters]

Dr. [L/N]: *In a biohazard suit* Jett, I made Kimchi stew.

Jett: *Coughs* You did?

Dr. [L/N]: I heard from Phoenix that you sometimes get homesick and after the Venice incident, it must have been difficult to go through when you were falsely accused for something you’re not responsible for to begin with. Believe me. I know the feeling by experience.

Jett: Oh, doc. *Sniffs*

Dr. [L/N]: Are you crying or is it the sniffles again?

Jett: *Cries out* SNIFFLES!

《🦠》

Dr. [L/N]: Annual vaccines! Line up!

KAY/O: You know I don’t need it.

Dr. [L/N]: I know. That’s why I purchased a sanitary station to disinfect your whole body.

KAY/O: Wow. You really thought of everything.

Dr. [L/N]: I have to keep everyone healthy and safe so we can kick Omega ass.

《🦠》

[Lotus]

Prions (Dr. [L/N]): *Creates a deadly pathogen to infect enemies within a second to drop paralyzed*

Omega!Skye: *Running away from Prions* Shit! Shit! Shit! I didn’t sign up for this shit!

Prions: *Shoots a patho-dart at the enemy*

Omega!Skye: *Drops down and becomes paralyzed*

Prions: Look whose become my next patient~ *Eliminates him with their Sheriff*

[Their team looks at the microbiologist with horror.]

Viper: I like them.

Brimstone: *Looks at her in disbelief*

[Tagged]: @hhurric4ne @l0serloki @radianights @luckyowl @theluckyr

[dreamcast641]

Claire is part of the mobile task forces that operates for the SCP foundation. More specifically, she's part of the beta-7, the "maz hatters" or the group that specializes in acquisition and containment of anomalies that exhibits extreme biological, chemical or radiological hazard that including the cleaning of the areas affected by it. If we want to be even more specific, Claire specialized in virology, parassitology and in general, microbiology hence why she is almost always called when the anomaly is biohazardous.

Later on tho, she will be deployed by the ethics committee as a part of the omega-1, the "law's left hand" to "take care" of all of the high ranked staff members that violated the foundation code of ethics and she is even autorized to eliminate them.

Dmitry is a neuropsychiatrist for the scp foundation that specialized in oneirology or the science that studies dreams and their correlation with the unconscious. Tho he doesn't work with anomalies but rather stick up doing therapies, using his patients as sort of lab rats without them knowing.

He often works along with the omicron rho or "the dream team"

What is your oc’s profession/ job?

[dearophelia]

this one’s for the torn down, the experts at the fall

come on friends, get up now, you’re not alone at all; or, one night in the intersection of Archangel and Victoria Ryder

PG, Garrus+Tori friendship, subtle Garrus/Olivia; warnings for not-remotely-researched medical stuff, and references to a past abusive relationship

"You still don't have a medic?" Victoria says as Monteague leads her into the supply closet Archangel and his crew have generously called their medbay.

Garrus looks over at her from the gurney, gingerly holding his arm very still against his chest. He's still in the bottom half of his armor, but the top half sits haphazardly - the left shoulder absolutely shattered - on the floor against the wall. "No."

She sighs and gives Monteague a subtle shove as she brushes past. Payback for interrupting the end of her date. "That's really dumb considering your line of work," she says, running her omnitool's medical scanner over his shoulder.

"I've noticed," he says, pain laced through his tight subharmonics.

Victoria closes the scanner and starts to wash her hands. "The bullet's still in there, and it's in pieces, but it missed anything important. It's gonna hurt, but you'll live. Might even have a nifty scar. Monteague, help him with his shirt and then get out."

Monteague crosses his arms. "Why?"

"Because I can't see what I'm doing if there's bloody fabric in the way." She dries her hands. It was a very good date.

Though he starts to help Garrus remove his shirt, and shortly changes his plan to one involving a pair of scissors, Monteague still eyes her. "Why am I leaving?"

"Because you're the approximate build of a brick wall, this room is half the size of an elevator shaft, and you broke into my apartment."

At that, Garrus stiffens and drags his gaze over to Monteague. "You two broke in?" he says with a tone of disappointment Victoria thinks could rival the one her father used.

"And interrupted a pretty good date," she adds. That's the more important bit.

"Loitering in the hallway would've looked suspicious," Monteague defends, tugging off the last piece of fabric and tossing it into the biohazard matter recycler.

Victoria sighs, exasperated, as she looks through the supply cabinet she set up for them after the fourth time Garrus called her over. "You guys have my contact code," she says, pulling out the tools and meds she'll need.

Garrus closes his eyes, takes a breath, and opens them again. "Fix whatever you broke, give her security system an upgrade, and the next time I tell you to get Ryder, call her and ask."

For a moment, Monteague looks like he's going to argue further - it was Sensat's idea, Sensat's back there fixing it already, Ryder wasn't answering, all arguments true but falling flat against breaking in - and he wisely chooses not to. "Got it, boss. You need me for anything else?" he directs the question at Victoria.

"Check on Penny, please. Tell her I'm going to be a while."

He nods, and then leaves.

"I'm sorry about that," Garrus says as soon as the door shuts completely.

Victoria shrugs and settles her omnispecs on her face, cycling through programs until she lands on the bioscanner with a magnifier. With a tap, it syncs to the gesture control on her omnitool, and she waves the HUD away. "I added a couple black market protocols the other week, Sensat probably enjoyed the challenge." She washes her hands again before snapping on a pair of gloves.

Garrus laughs quietly, grimacing a little around the edges of it. "Thanks for coming."

"Well, you're making my walk to the clinic safer, so. Hold still." Victoria slides a needle in under his shoulder plate to numb the area. It's a weird intersection she resides in these days - Mordin, Aria, Archangel. Galatana and its shiny clean floors, its steady bright lights, its total lack of gunfire and knife fights, all seems a lifetime ago. So does that house in Indiana, and the bouquet of daisies long rotted into the dirt. Her thirteen year-old self, sleepless from studying for entrance exams, daydreaming of Presidium hospitals and pristine white lab coats, wouldn't even recognize her. Sometimes that bothers her. Tonight it doesn't. She tosses the needle into the biohazard unit and then rests against the sink, giving the anesthetic a few moments to kick in. "Should I ask whose gun you got on the wrong end of?" 

"Minor red sand dealer," Garrus says. "He's dead now, and I know who his dealer is."

"One step at a time, right?" she says, and pokes his shoulder.

He makes an irritated noise and glares at her finger.

"Did you feel that?"

He blinks. "No."

"Good. Try not to move too much." Another wave, and the HUD returns. It takes a moment to register Garrus as turian, and then all the stats in the bottom corner roll out of red and into green, and the holographic display settles over him, highlighting veins and muscle and bone, and bullet fragments. She zooms in and starts to work.

They sit in silence for a while as Victoria digs tiny pieces of a nasty hollowpoint bullet from his shoulder. She'll have to tell Mordin and Aria there's a new arms dealer in town. Each piece lands in the metal bowl with a clink.

"So, what's their name?" she asks.

"Hm?" Garrus makes a confused sound.

"The ghost you're avoiding by setting up this little medic-less operation."

His head swivels around to stare at her. "You a therapist and a surgeon?"

"No," she says idly, "just able to recognize my own brand of damage." She recognized it that night in Afterlife, even through the pounding music and flashing lights. For his sake, she's glad he seems to have put aside the rampant alcoholism he was teetering toward that night. For her sake, she's glad he remembered she was a doctor and chose her to call at 3:45 in the morning when Vorash caught a knife to the gut five months ago. Garrus pays well.

Garrus narrows his eyes. "I thought your brand of damage was the bad day," he gestures with his uninjured arm at her eye, thankfully long healed.

"I have multiple brands of damage," she says with a wry smile and gently nudges him to turn back around so she can work. "So what's their name?" she repeats.

He sighs and his rigid posture slouches a little, but not in relaxation. Defeat, maybe. "Shepard." It sounds rusty in his mouth, rough, sticking to his throat with disuse.

Victoria isn't a therapist, but she sure as hell knows pain when she hears it. And Garrus may have a hollowpoint bullet shattered in his shoulder, but she could be cleaning it out with no anesthetic and it wouldn't hurt nearly a fraction as much as Shepard does. She softens her voice. "And Shepard was...?"

"My CO. For a little while. She was," he pauses, "she was good. Really good."

A million different words he could've used, and Victoria's been around enough turians to hear what lies in the spaces in between. CO, mentor, friend. Something else, something different, something more. She doesn't call him on it, or push him to continue; they're edging a little closer toward friendship with each call, close enough she finally felt comfortable enough to ask, but they’re still dancing in that murky area between acquaintance and friend. "I'm sorry," she says.

A sad, broken noise comes from the back of his throat, and he catches it, tamps down on the broken bits, almost as soon as it happens. "She saved everyone's ass, and then they hung her out to dry. They - " he stops suddenly. His hand brushes against the armor storage compartment at his thigh. He pops it open, checks that something is still inside, and closes it again. "She died. And didn't have to. The Alliance wrote it off as another geth attack." 

The way he says geth tells Victoria exactly how highly he thinks of that particular cover story.

Her first year on Omega is a little slippery, events out of order or misremembered or not at all, but Victoria remembers the blow that cracked her skull, remembers Bray calling panicked on her omnitool, remembers hearing something from a newsstand about an Alliance ship's distress call one system over as she slid into one of Aria's skycars. Remembers a text from Mordin to be at the ready if the Alliance didn't come through the relay in the next three hours, remembers swiping it away before scrubbing in to save a krogan who'd half bled out on the floor already. 

"I'm sorry," she says again.

He nods, and she feels him pull himself back from the edge. No way in hell was Shepard just a CO.

"What's the name of your ghost?"

She drops one last fragment into the bowl. "Mom."

Silence for half a moment. "I'm sorry."

Victoria shrugs. "Omega's a great place to run away to," she muses, dodging any follow-up questions. "Tell me about her," she says after a moment.

"Who?"

"Shepard." At his stiffened shoulders, she continues. "I spent most of 2183 either in a cloud of depression so thick I couldn't see three feet in front of me, or getting the shit kicked out of me by some asshole I accidentally let into my life. I missed the attack on the Citadel and everything. Catch me up."

He shifts slightly, just enough to look over his shoulder without jostling her work. "Is this a tactic to help me ignore that your anesthetic is terrible and already wearing off?"

"Yep." She opens a suture kit.

He huffs, the smallest hint at laughter, but he starts talking. As she stitches him up, Garrus tells her about the Normandy. About Saren. About the short redhead woman who seemed to bend the universe by sheer force of will. About learning to drive a human-designed vehicle while she tried to set her own broken foot in the back, about making an idle comment about her height and getting absolutely smoked in headshots. "She was our field medic," he says, somewhere in between trying to remember the back half of a joke and telling her about the altercation with Saleon.

Victoria's long finished - he's bandaged up and she's cleaned up, even started the autoclave - and she crosses her arms. "Were you this bad at getting out of the way of bullets back then, too?" she smirks.

Sliding off the gurney, he tightens his mandibles, making a friendly irritated face at her.

Her smirk shifts into a smile, and she points at the bandage. "Leave that alone for 24 hours." She hands him a bottle of antibiotics. "One of these a day until you're done." A bottle of painkillers. "One every six hours for two days, then once a day as needed. I'll be back tomorrow to change the bandage, unless you have a medic by then,” the smile changes back into a smirk.

Garrus rolls his eyes, but takes both bottles from her. "Thank you."

Victoria nods. "You're welcome.” She pauses, and then decides maybe they’re closer to friendship than she’d been giving them credit for. “You're paying me pretty well, so I'm gonna throw this one in for free. It sounds like you and Shepard were really good friends. And I don't think she'd be too happy to see you in your shared afterlife of choice so soon. So even though I’m one bullet away from being able to get six months of super extended cable, try to duck a little more often, okay?"

Garrus laughs, a genuine honest laugh, and nods. "I'll try."

[barbariccia]

hahAHAHA OH MY GOD, THIS BUG STILL EXISTS. fucking incredible.

(this is a long-standing glitch within mass effect 1 that only affects noveria and one other later area, for some reason - the second you step foot into peak 15, your characters turn into black boxes that make looking at anything a fucking nightmare, and working your way through the complex is a real motherfucker. apologies in advance if my screens for the rest of the mission look like total garbo; changing the viewmode to be ‘unlit’ (that is, removing shadows) means i at least get the characters back, which is far preferable to black boxes even in cutscenes.

there’s geth everywhere from the get-go, and a robotic VI voice tells us that there’s biohazardous material every which where, the VI itself is offline, and that everyone’s just generally having a no-good, terrible-bad day.

don’t you worry your little blue head about it.

we head a little farther into the complex, shoot some more geth, and hear a strange noise, the likes of which we’ve never heard before, and... oh. ohhh.

we recognise this shrimp-like creature from the detour to binthu, where we found kohaku’s corpse. these are given names in the enemy HUD, but i’ll save it for dramatic effect - i took wrex along for this reason, and even he’s not sure what the creature is. let’s press on! we have a VI to fix before we can get to the peak proper, since everything’s offline... and these fuckers keep bursting up through the floor, in a truly Aliens inspired manner.

can i get an homage?

you have to do a tower of hanoi puzzle to reactivate the VI to be able to talk to it, or spend 100 omnigel to skip it, which i happily did because i hate ToH puzzles with a passion.

Mira: It looks like you’re trying to restore this facility. Would you like help?

god FUCK just get the warhead out, i never wanted clippy in human-holo form.

mira guides us through the steps of restoring power to the peak, which involves rerouting power cables and restoring things that are disabled, which doesn’t take all that long, but there’s geth and beasties crawling everywhichwhere to make your life just that little bit more difficult. the VI, mira, tells us that there were contaimants released and everything got A Little Bit Fuckt Up before the code omega was sent to hanshan... but the VI can’t tell us what the contaminants are or where they came from since we don’t belong to Binary Helix. there are personnel alive in the hot labs a little further in, so we override the tramlink’s deactivation and go off to find out who to kill and who to save.

[fandomsoda]

The Omega Lab art is done! Had lots of fun with this one. If you’d like to learn more about my au, the info post is linked on my masterpost which is in my pinned.

[fandomsoda]

Silly little doodles of my silly little guys-

These are of Tizzy and Biohazard, two characters from my personal AU project, Omega Lab! I need to draw them more so have my boios :3

[fandomsoda]

Ok just realized I should probably translate their info into plaintext so that everyone can read it (especially given Tizzy’s font). I’ve also added additional fun fact bulletpoints that weren’t there before.

Test:

employee at a strange, probably unethical lab in the Omega Timeline

was a sans from a normal universe at some point but something went wrong or whatever and he wound up in the Omega Timeline

sent to work there due to “ornery behavior”

often left behind during breaches

pretty close to some of the experiments but is aloof about it

”I’m not an angry person, but the way y’all test me-“

please god someone let him get some sleep

(New addition) doesn’t wanna talk about what happened to his world, very angsty about it

Glowstick

An experiment in the lab

generally sweet and concerned about everyone

worried about his brother

never breaches of his own volition (without reason)

breaches during a breach to de-escalate

helps Test out during said breaches

exactly what the scientists were looking for, “the perfect outcome to this experiment”

”What do you mean my text is hard to read?”

needs way more therapy than he thinks he does

(New addition) remember that whole “perfect outcome” thing? Well you can definitely bet he’s got some issues related to that.

Tizzy

experiment

chaotic gremlin

lackey for a certain someone (lackey is a very strong term tbh)

hypnosis powers, doesn’t use them often

yes, his weapon of choice is a yo-yo

not stupid, he’s just the youngest (not by much) and craves violence

“Fire’s just kinda pretty, ya know?”

known by many of the staff as “the arsonist candy cane”

(New addition) knows the vent system like the back of his hand

Biohazard

experiment

Glowstick’s brother

lives up to his name (venomous AND poisonous to the touch)

in isolated containment, is attention starved because of it

very fond of Test for some reason and regularly breaches just for the sake of chasing him

can change the affects of his toxins (even to non-lethal affects, but can never mute them entirely)

mentally unstable and kinda feral but not in a super dangerous way

close to Tizzy and kinda mentors him

“You’re mine now!~” (not necessarily threatening, take however you will)

WILL hug you given the chance and that IS a threat

(New addition) how’d he become the way he is? Toxin spill during his early development, a la Chemical-X

alright there we go, this will be the new thing linked on my masterpost because it provides more info.

Additionally: the fonts on their refs aren’t their canonical fonts. Test’s is comic sans as usual, Glow’s is Pacifico, Tizzy’s is spirax, and Bio’s is atomic age

Omega Lab introduction post (personal Undertale AU thing)

Introducing Omega Lab, a story centered around original AU characters that I made because I wanted to and I love this idea. Set in a bizarre research lab in the Omega Timeline, this “story” (though it’s more of just- a setting, characters, and backstory for me to play around with, don’t expect anything linear-) follows our mc, Test, as he works in the strange facility made to develop and create new sentient life as well as study magic. His antics usually consist of trying to understand and befriend the sentient entities here as well as just generally survive. Here he is!

Hope y’all like him, I’m very excited to share this story with the world.

[fandomsoda]

Personal project masterpost

Alright so I have realized all my stuff is too much for the pinned post but I can make this masterpost and update it periodically. This will include: links to intro posts/refs, links to doodles/additional official art, and the given hashtags for each individual thing. Fan art/asks with art and most text posts will not be linked here, but you can search my blog/tumblr by the official tags in order to find stuff. Note: for additional small things such as fun facts about characters not on their official refs, check out the “#oc factoids and asks” tag and search with the tag of the given character/project. Yeah sorry you have to do some digging yourself, I can’t update this post every single time I make something new. Anyway let’s just jump into it. Last updated: 8/6/24 (d/m/y)

Omega Lab (#omega lab au, #omega lab)

Ref sheets for all mainline characters (Test’s tags: #test!sans, #test omega lab | Glow’s tags: #glowstick!sans, #glowstick omega lab | Tizzy’s tags: #tizzy!sans, #tizzy omega lab | Bio’s tags: #biohazard!sans, #biohazard omega lab)

Tizzy and Biohazard doodle

Glowstick and Test doodle

promotional piece

dynamic elaboration drawings

Sanses in alt subcultures (#alt sanses my beloveds) [casually known as Altverse but that is NOT its official name, do not tag it as such.]

Also the official tag is what you can use to browse MY blog. It’s not a title either. Just tag your art with the characters included.

Pastel goth!Dream (#pastel goth!dream sans)

additional Dream drawing

Alt!Killer (#alt!killer sans)

Classic 2000’s emo!Nightmare (#emo!nightmare sans)

NM pixel doodles

Scene!Ink (#scene!ink sans)

scene!Ink pixel doodle

Scene!Ink’s small psa

scene!Ink featured in my 2023 Inktobertale

Scenemo!Cross (#scenemo!cross sans)

Because things are often misinterpreted with this AU, it has its own clarifications tag. “#alt utmv clarifications” is the tag, if you’re ever wondering something about it then check there. If one of those posts doesn’t have an answer, just feel free to ask me yourself.

Robo-Ink aka Oil (#robo ink, #oil!ink sans, #robot!ink sans)

Based entirely on the simple (initially joke) proposition: “alternate multiverse where everything is the same except Ink is a robot”. Oil hails from a whole separate multiverse just like the usual one, accept for him being the way he is. Slightly different in personality, but you only really realize it when putting the two characters in the same interaction. Either way, he is my pride and joy and a great project so far.

No ref sheet currently exists for this character

initial conceptualization sketches

full-body further conceptualization sketch dump

more anatomy elaboration

Faeverse (#faeverse, #faeverse au) [please read info]

Ok so Faeverse isn’t actually entirely my creation, it’s a shared project with me and @dinosaurzzz. I’m just the lead character designer and artist, I don’t own it. Faeverse is a retelling of Underverse with a twist of Xvials and fae folklore from various cultures. Some things are critically changed in this au, so I’m begging you, if you’re going to make fan content, to read ALL OF THE INFO we have about it, including the masterpost about a core character Dino made which is linked in the below ref sheet.

Fae!Ink ref sheet (#fae!ink sans, #leánnan sídhe!ink sans)

Very pretty Fae!Ink doodle sheet

Omega!Cross (#omega!cross) [on hiatus]

Omega!Cross is a half-wolf version of Cross who was inspired by the works of some of the other creators in my general orbit, for posts featuring him interacting with the other 6 wolf!Cross’s, check out #wolf!cross gang shenanigans!

this project is currently on standby due to the stress I get when creating it. There may be the occasional thing here and there but for now don’t expect any big additions to Omega’s story. It’s a mess right now.

Omega!Cross ref sheet

just some expressive doodles

his canonical identities!

Design clarification text post

design clarification doodle

full doodle sheet 1

Canon height diagram

lore teaser

R34L17Y_D3C4Y (#r34l17y d3c4y, #reality decay)

R34L17Y_D3C4Y (pronounced “reality decay”), or R_D for short, is an Undertale alternate multiverse where all outcodes, multiversal beings, or beings that have been separated from their original universes gain weirdcore designs and qualities. I started it over on my Reddit but am moving it here.

Explanation/lore post

Fresh’s ref (#reality decay!fresh)

Wink’s ref [Ink] (#wink reality decay, #wink r34l17y d3c4y, #wink!ink sans, #rd!ink sans, #reality decay!ink sans, #wink rd)

Spinner’s ref [Error] (#spinner reality decay, #spinner rd, #spinner r34l17y d3c4y, #spinner!error sans, #rd!error sans)

Blossom’s ref [Dream] (#blossom reality decay, #reality decay!dream sans, #blossom!dream sans, #rd!dream sans, #blossom rd)

Annulus (#annulus sans, #annulus!sans)

silly one-off OC of mine

ref sheet/info post

Miscellaneous utmv ship kids

Dagger Striper [Killer x Ink] (#dagger striper)

Brightspex [Ink x Dream x Cross] (#brightspex)

Homestuck fantrolls

Gradient blood trolls concept post/initial art of my primary fantrolls (#gradientblooded trolls)

Primary three fantrolls sprite post (Spiral’s tag: #spiral circus | Orbovo’s tag: #orbovo weaver | Rodiea’s tag: #rodiea lassos)

[fandomsoda]

And finally for the main cast, the first thought up but the last drawn because I wanted to make sure he was perfect, here’s Biohazard, the insane and awesome, attention starved toxic boi who I absolutely adore.

Omega Lab introduction post (personal Undertale AU thing)

Introducing Omega Lab, a story centered around original AU characters that I made because I wanted to and I love this idea. Set in a bizarre research lab in the Omega Timeline, this “story” (though it’s more of just- a setting, characters, and backstory for me to play around with, don’t expect anything linear-) follows our mc, Test, as he works in the strange facility made to develop and create new sentient life as well as study magic. His antics usually consist of trying to understand and befriend the sentient entities here as well as just generally survive. Here he is!

Hope y’all like him, I’m very excited to share this story with the world.