#oc atila

[geuretea]

100 followers... Wow

That's a lot of followers! 😭😭💜💜💜💜

I'm impressed to know so many of you are interested on my posts, thanks you so much, really!

I'll try my best to keep growing and improving my art

I drew some of my characters celebrating this milestone with fireworks

Thanks to all my moots and followers

<3

[nextgenducks]

Name: Alita Gearloose

Age: 16

Pronouns: She/Her

Partner: Taylor Jenkins

Parent(s): BOYD Gearloose

Abilities: Laser eyes, rocket feet, heat sensors that pick up infrared, can see in total darkness, super sight that can zoom in, super hearing, super strength.

Likes: Don, Taylor

Dislikes: Seth

Alita isn’t very bright, but she is really sweet and kind to everyone. She is also adventurous and energetic.

Alita is Adonis’ best friend and her and Don’s boyfriend Seth don’t get along very well and have a rivalry with each other.

Alita has a girlfriend, Taylor Jenkins, the niece of Timmy Jenkins.

[ivoirewylld]

If the story of the comic was real, everyone will agreed to say “Yep, it happen like that”.

A big gift to @sothequeensays and everyone who is participating to this AU so far.

For the last picture : I try my best to put a least one Calico vessel from everyone, but my paper was to small, so, instead, I choose to put one calico vessel from everyone after my big “I draw every one” moment. But in my heart, each Calico is in the group hug.

Featuring :

Blot, the first one, from @upsetfawn

Marquis, by me (Which wasn’t really the “second one”, to be honest.

Atlas, from @minekaart

Split, from @silkvessel

Nix, from @dajermce

Herb, from @headphoneslynx

Corona, from @violet-shadows64

Silk, from @lilith-lavenda

Atilla, from @askvesselstitch

Sholi, from @glitchfriskt

Lilea, from @firaknight ’s sister

Charu, from @my-cannibal-blackberries

Ring, from @cocoart-jelly

Dip, from @kaleidonoping

“Orca” (they don’t have a name, so sorry >-zugadonblacephalon

Calico, from @crystalpeaks

Love and peace to every one, and I’m ready to die freely now.

[mixedfandomer]

Since I’m making that toa natm crossover for @honeyxmonkey here is a quick cheat sheet about my natm oc

Ace

They are a night at the museum oc

They work with Larry

Spends most of the night trying to get eather Jed or Octavius to ask the other out or petting Rexy

Has a master gaydar

They/them pronouns

Used name Ace because they found it funny that they’re ace and their name is Ace

Aro ace

If they’re not at the museum they’re at the library

They are the only person other then Ahk who can understand what Atila is saying

“Aw little monkey. Oh it stole my keys, GIVE THOSE BACK.”

swears a lot

Seriously a lot do not leave them alone with kids

Decorates the whole museum for pride month

You will never see them without pride pins

[darck-russell]

Era un viejo oc que algún día volveré a usar, se llamaba Atila y era un hada bien rencorosa y hija de la chingada ^^

[geuretea]

I'm dropping here a story

I don't know if you want to hear Etico's story, but I'll leave it here. It is called Regenesis.

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(I tried my best to make it look the least boring as possible. Remember I'm not a native speaker (and also that I only write for fun) so the original story might not be the same as this adaptation, as I can't express myself as I do in my language. Expect some mistakes)

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Regenesis

The sunset sun rays fell above the vast wheat fields. A small wooden cottage could be seen. There lived Atila, the farmer, who was harvesting the fields. Hidden behind all those wheat spikes, forced to stay still, was the scarecrow. His name was Etico, he had been living there as long as he could remember.

As Atila harvested, he sang a very familiar song. It was a lullaby. Everyday, just before the night, Atila enjoyed singing it, and Etico also liked listening to him. He liked it so much, he always fell into a deep and sweet dream hearing Atila's lullaby. But, that night, it was different: he felt strange. He could feel something was wrong as Atila sang.

When Atila left to his cottage, Etico was still awake. He had never stayed awake that late. The last ray of sun vanished behind Etico. Moving in his shadow, he could see a stain. It was a black bird, a crow he thought, he couldn't see it very well, it was very small, but big enough to be perceived. Etico noticed it was staring at him, as if the crow wanted to tell him something. As soon as the bird appeared, it left. He, eventually, fell asleep.

Another day passed on the fields. Atila went out for a walk, some clouds passed over the sky, and Etico stayed stuck on the ground, wondering what did the crow want. Just as the day before, as the sunset slowly merged with the dark night, Atila sang the lullaby. Etico wasn't feeling better than before: instead of calming him, the song brought Etico very bad memories.

Atila left. The last sun ray made the shadow of Etico expand across the fields. Etico could see them, now he was sure: there was a crow on the fields. They approached Etico and said:

-Etico, isn't that your name?

-What are you doing here? I need to protect the wheat from you! Please, go away.

-Isn't that your name?

-Yes... It is. What do you want? And how do you know my name?

-Aren't you feeling trapped in this place? I mean, you are a scarecrow, you can't move.

-I do, but what do you expect me to do? Please, leave this place.

-Etico, I know more about you than yourself. And that farmer... Atila, was his name? I know him very well.

-You know Atila? Yes, he is the farmer of this place, he's very kind.

-Do you think so? I don't feel the same. You know... He hides some secrets. I don't like him.

-Does he? I don't know... Have you heard the song he was singing?

-Of course I did. That song... I remember it, from the first time I came to this place, I heard him singing it.

-It has always helped me to fall asleep, but now... I feel bad, I remember things I don't want to remember.

-I feel so sorry for you, Etico. Maybe, if I could help you to get out of this place... Be free! You won't have to listen to that song again. Only if I could.

-Is there a way?

-I am not sure... Maybe, if you give me one day, I could search for a solution. I promise.

-Really? I'll be waiting for you. But, whether you find it or not, you have to promise me you will leave these wheat fields forever.

-I promise. By the way, my name is Diabolos, nice to see you again, Etico. See you tomorrow.

The crow entered Etico's shadow and disappeared. He fell asleep, but, in his dreams, he remembered his life before being a scarecrow. He was happy. He remembered a night, the night where it all happened. What did he remember? Leaves falling down, entering by the window. A very big tree, a very small caterpillar climbing it. Clouds covering the sky as the song played. A black stain on the window. He didn't sleep well.

The day passed by on the fields. That day, the clouds covered the entire sky, just as the wheat covered the ground. Atila went out for a walk and Etico... Etico was waiting. Atila sang the lullaby, but Etico didn't even listen to it. He was waiting for the final solution. He wanted to be free, to escape the fields, to escape the bad memories.

Red lights turned into black. Night arrived. Almost everything was now shadow, the moon was barely visible. Diabolos made his presence. They were darker, sharper, with a way wider wingspan than before.

-Diabolos?

-Good night, Etico. Yes, it's me.

-Have you got a solution?

-Well... I have one.

-Tell me, then.

-I think you might not be prepared to do it... You won't like it, but it is they only way out this lonelyness.

-What is it? I'll do it!

-I'll give you arms, I'll give you legs, I'll give you a body, Etico. You need to kill Atila.

There was a great silence.

-What?

The moon was completely covered by clouds. Shadows were everywhere.

-You will need to climb that tree, the one near the cottage window. Then, you'll have to get inside the chimney. You will find an axe just in front of you. Use it. Atila won't notice. Then, you will be free. I'll be watching you by the window.

Etico was shocked. Was he about to kill Atila? He needed. He had to kill Atila to get rid of those memories.

Diabolos cawed and flew away.

Memories from that night came to Etico's mind. He was a kid, he was not feeling ok. He was laying on a couch inside the cottage, just in front of the window. He could see the tree.

Etico was cold. He felt something. He looked at his hands, he was human again. He could feel again.

He walked to the tree. He started climbing. As he climbed, the wind shaked his golden hair. He saw a chrysalis hanging on the tree. He continued climbing.

He reached the roof. He saw Diabolos waiting on the window. Etico used the chimney to get inside the house. He saw Atila sleeping on the couch. Diabolos was waiting on the window in front of Atila. Etico saw the axe, but... He remembered something: he remembered that night, the night where all happened. He remembered a trunk. He remembered a key. He remembered a shotgun.

Etico found the key. He opened the trunk and grabbed the shotgun. He remembered Atila, he remembered being asleep with someone. He remembered his father.

Diabolos cawed, laughing because Etico had found a better weapon to kill Atila. He knew Etico wanted more than just an axe, he wanted revenge.

Etico approached Atila. He had the shotgun on his hands, he put the finger on the trigger. The clouds went away. The moon shone above the fields. Etico turned and, staring at the crow, shot.

The moonlight fell inside the house. Atila, awakened by the shot, saw his son. Etico saw his father. They started crying.

Etico and Atila layed on the couch. Atila sang the lullaby. Etico fell asleep.

The leaves of the tree fell inside the cottage by the window. The moon shone in the sky. There was no more wheat to harvest. A butterfly landed on the window.

The End.

[geuretea]

Here are some more sketches about Etico's story

That one in the second image is the farmer, and the kid is Etico, I'll explain later