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WT 4: Cattle Prod
Will of the People - dystopian future - directly inspired from Muse's 2022 Album 'Will of the People'. The title is a WIP, but I’m just having fun with a concept for the album.
Summary: On his way into Arena City, Oliver begins to worry about the guards.
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Of all things, Oliver was dreading the cattle prods the most. He could handle the heat; the dehydration, and the paranoia that enveloped him the second he stepped across the cemented orange bricks that signified the threshold of the city limits. He could handle the fact that as he traversed the destroyed inner suburbs, he was being watched. Arena City had a circumference that stretched miles - rivalling the long lost London when it was at its greatest - and a perimeter that stretched even further. This was to put eyes on those even daring to near the city walls, forcing them through an intense process via the one road that allowed for direct movement to one of the few liveable places of the country. It functioned as a nuisance for travellers, and an early warning system for potential invasions.
Oliver's feet barely carried him across the ancient cobbled roads since ruined by oil and debris. His mouth was parched beyond the cracking, sunbleached brick around him, and sweat had since ceased dripping from his forehead. He was running out of time, as was his commune. The People’s District, as they were calling it, relied on him to infiltrate the Arena, and in turn, give them the queue to revolt. If all had gone to plan, their months of preparation getting the word in in the first place would be in place. All he had to do was be the face of a revolution. He only hoped it wasn’t in vain, and the People were having a far better time on their packed trains and intense security than he was traversing miles upon miles of a decemated landscape.
Fifty degree heat was no joke; not even a giggle as his legs stiffened and his jaw clenched his mouth shut against the dry, stagnant air, as though keeping any remaining moisture in.
He could be going faster, he knew this, but urgency was overwritten by is hesitance at the fucking cattle prods. Back when he worked for The Man, the prods were a sure-fire way of keeping their cattle in line, and Oliver had been subjected to many unlawful - and frankly unnecessary - uses of it. As a result, the scars on his back itched, and his hands trembled as his jaw tensed beyond the tautness he’d unconsciously kept it at.
As time passed, and the sun began to set beyond a hazy horizon, the city limits drew into focus. Sandstone walls as thick as ten men with steel doors and a watch consisting of cameras and men slowly morphed into recognition with every painful step. Oliver's only question was why hadn’t they stopped him yet? Was he that unthreatening with the way he swayed and his vision blurred that they’d assumed he’d keel over long before they reached them? Maybe they pictured him collapsing alongside the picked-at bodies he’d seen miles up the road and even further back… he wasn’t sure. The encroaching darkness on his eyes limited all rational thought as his head spun and his knees trembled.
He blinked once, his eyes dry and stinging with dust as the bandana he'd used on his face had to be used as an impromptu bandage. During yesterday's travel: when scouring old buildings for a stable place to sleep, Oliver was halfway through a broken window when a ceiling tile fell, and startled him through. From the jagged glass, his leg was sliced from knee to ankle, so sacrificing the bandanna as a tourniquet was his best bet at minimizing blood loss, even if it did maximize the chance of an infection.
Despite his constant movement, the blood had dried as the dust packed the wound where it could. It plastered the fabric of his clothes to his skin, and created an uncomfortable tackiness to his worn boots.
He blinked once more, willing the black spots to stop swimming across his vision and for his hands to stop shaking. He was successful until the bricks beneath his feet shifted. In the same moment, his knees buckled and he was sure he was dead.
In hindsight, he wasn’t sure what brought on the early-onset pessimism, but when his head cracked against a rock, he couldn’t help but believe so.
He awoke to a boot connecting with his injured leg, and a fucking cattle prod to his empty stomach. It was enough to kickstart his heart and resume the tremors in is hands. Ice water followed quickly after - it was a blessing and a curse packaged into a soothing wave hat tore at his blistered skin and open wounds. Still, nothing provoked him to alertness more than he heavily accented:
“Shock it again.”
“No!” He jostled, decidedly more alive as his hands tried to find purchase on the jagged rubble. He was rewarded with cut palms and the low, raging late-afternoon sun that took too long to adjust to - all the guards were to him, were blurred shadows.
“We have a live one.” Said the guard.
“It’ll make good fodder.” Another agreed.
“What do you think, boys?” The first said, circling him like a vulture.
“If he doesn’t want to die, he’ll put up one hell of an entertaining fight for us.”
“All limbs.” Commented a third, caressing Oliver's leg with the barrel of the cattle prod. “It’ll make a great spectacle.”
The first spoke again: “Get the stretcher, A few synthetics and it’ll be good as new. I might even place a few bets.”
“For him?” The second sneered.
“Hah. Against. Underdogs are always killed by the Demon.”
#whump#whumptober2023#surro writes: will of the people#original writing#exaustion#angst#heat exhaustion#cattle prod#electrocution
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tristeza
não é apenas um sentimento, é o estado no qual eu me encontro. queria poder ter uma vida “normal”, sem precisar pagar as contas e ficar contando cada real, cada centavo. talvez eu saiba das minhas condições, mas a ambição sempre falou mais alto em mim. sempre querer o melhor e exigir que se eu penso, eu posso, isso é horrível. viver num looping infinito, de procura pela felicidade e frustrações, por não ter 100%, sempre faltar algo, mesmo ja tendo tudo que eu desejo.
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I haven’t been able to shake this feeling. This feeling of defeat, and sadness in my heart. There’s a burden in my chest and the weight of the world on my shoulders. My enemies are waiting for me to fail, but quitting is to easy. This feeling that I get makes me sleepy, makes me restless. It makes my dreams and goals seem unreachable not possible. Although tonight I’ll sleep and try again the next day if it comes. Tonight I pray for quieter mind, a gentle heart, and peaceful bliss.
#expressive#expressionism#im exausted#failure#exaustion#and i am exhausted#it's exhausting#sorry for being depressing#depressing post#this is depressing#words of encouragement#try again#keepmovingforward#there’s always tomorrow#burden#sleepless#sleepless nights
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They found each other again ♥
I don't know about you but.... I think that's what happens after Zelda says " I'm home" 😚
#my art#zelink#totk spoilers#legend of zelda#loz fanart#zelda fanart#breath of the wild#zelda#tears of the kingdom#princess zelda#botw#link and zelda#the legend of zelda#link needs a hug#link is so freakin sleep deprived and exausted#they both need a hug#they both need therapy#i love them so much#I have a crush on both of them#zelink fanart
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Day 1 and Day 2 of RadioStatic Week
First Meeting and Sharing a meal! I like the idea that Alastor is the one who approached Vox first because of how unique he looks eheh
#hazbin hotel#radiostatic#hazbin vox#hazbin alastor#radiostatic week#radiostaticweek#radiostatic week 2024#my art#clip studio paint#csp#digital art#hazbin hotel fanart#mostly using this challenge to test out workflows and tools on csp#I tried a different style with more textures! csp has so many more interesting brushes than autodesk sketchbook#I just had to have a little fun with it#that one post that said Vox was probably the first TV that Alastor ever saw was what inspired the first drawing#all the drawings of radiostatic week will be linked together you'll see with how the colors and shape evolve over time!#I'm really proud of this series of drawing I really tried to put some emotional intentions in the color and shape choices#tho I'll be exausted by the end of the week lolol
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kazutora is my favorite tr character but i barely draw him 😭
#tokyo revengers#tokyo revengers fanart#kazutora hanemiya#tokrev#this bitch hair too difficult to draw it makes me exausted#kazu w long hair 🩷💞💗💕#I FORGOT HIS EARRING BUT FUCK IT
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Sometimes they're annoying, sometimes they're not. A random dump.
#bsd#bungou stray dogs#bungo stray dogs#soukoku#skk#nakahara chuuya#bsd chuuya#bsd dazai#dazai osamu#bsd fanart#fanart#doing clean and nice artworks can be so exausting at times#i missed doodling them randomly#social medias prefer clean stuff for sure but whatever#if you can't have fun what is the point#do what you want y'know
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The First's Fury
(I would like to do a complete version of this, but I don't think I have the time, this sketch took like 3/4 hours??? But I have very happy with the result)
Finished version!
#linked universe#lu#lu fanart#godslayer sky#lu sky#lu legend#lu four#lu time#lu twilight#lu wind#lu warriors#lu hyrule#lu wild#lu dink#lu dark link#sketch#fan art#my art#don't worry#Sky wounds Dink#and he has to escape#the others are injuried and exausted but none of them are cursed#they all survive
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Sometimes... the world can be a little too much.
#cod#call of duty#cod mw2#call of duty modern warfare 2#call of duty ghost#simon ghost riley#manysart#manyrambles#vent in the tags beware#drew a little ghost to see if it made me feel a little better and it did... maginarly...#I have been having the roughest month (roughest year reallly) of my life mental wise...#I feel so drained everything is too much everything is too little#it's like my brain is covered in static and not the good kind#I'm exausted mentally#my nerves feel rubbed raw#feels like I'm so close to snapping#I don't even know why I'm like this that's why it's so frustrating#now I'm gonna work on my assigment that does involve soap so that makes me a little happy#personal stuff yee haw
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Imagine going to bed and snuggling with your F/O. Then wrapping their arms around your torso, face burrowing in your neck while they murmur how warm you are.
#f/o x s/i#f/o imagines#self ship#self ship imagine#look im touchstarved and would want to hold someone#also either of you being exausted from a long day and collapsing into bed
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goodness gracious that's a lot of eggs !!!!
#buniiarts#qsmp#qsmp bobby#qsmp dapper#qsmp leonarda#qsmp pomme#qsmp thebest#i am Not call him u know what#qsmp richarlyson#qsmp chayanne#qsmp tallulah#qsmp tilín#qsmp juanaflippa#qsmp ramón#TIRED SIGH#i love these kids but i am exausted
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I need the ability to plug into a wall socket and charge my battery.
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Midnight Cacao Cookie
...I don't want to see another Dark Cacao sprite for a bit. I think I might get angry.
Midnight Cacao Cookie, AKA Dark Cacao has been completed! And he was... An experience. If I consider Baneberry my golden child, Midnight is my problem child. I changed his design around so much before settling on this one, and I'm just glad he's DONE.
Transparent and sprite without fade effect below! No alt. dough color this time.
#exchangedfatesau#cookie run au#cookie run kingdom#crk au#dark cacao cookie#midnight cacao cookie#after this I'm taking the biggest sleep#exausting#he was exausting
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(This was supposed to be for @campbenji JWCTcountdown: fav season/episode buuuut i made the sketch and forgot about it :,/ )
"I don't care what's out there! I'm saving her."
Fav episode is "The long run", Its SO WELL WRITTEN AND ANIMATED AND YASAMMY
(Close-ups under the cut!!)
#IM SO HAPPY ITS FINALLY FINISHED#+35h on this drawing holy crap#and +100 layers#i'm exausted#BUT IT'S WORTH IT BECAUSE YASAMMY#YASAMMY#yasmina fadoula#sammy gutierrez#jwcc#jurassic world camp cretaceous#jwcc s3#the long run#fanart#ifosart#artist on tumblr#art#i forgot how to tag lmfao#jwctcountdown#jwct#artists on tumblr
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older teen - young adult kiddads shenanigans
Them' kids gaming + bonus sketches! :]
Lark and Grant def carry their teams in any fps games lol.
#im so sorry for the sketches quality!! cps crashed and all i got is screenshots#drawing them was rly fun! will do more >:]#dungeons and daddies#dndads#dndaddies#grant wilson#terry jr#terry jr stampler#lark oak#sparrow oak#nicholas foster#nick foster#this is my first 3+ plp drawing ive done in a whiiiile omg (and w backgorund too?? I'm exausted)#citrusbugz art
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