#oc: windsnarl

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Dying Sun characters waiting for me to write about them again (my last year of university is beating my ass)

Tip jar

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I don't understand how you can still make sweet music, but I'm hanging onto every note anyways.

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Windsnarl but she’s something fluffy you’d find in a magical forest.

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Werewolf and her bug girlfriend start a robot car regime together. More at 10.

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Velocitron’s worst.

Ko-fi

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Let's compare the man-eating werewolf giant robot to a human! Wait, where's the human?

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Amica Endura

In the works.

“Never underestimate an academic,” Stitches said, suppressing a shiver when Windsnarl turned to look at her. Piercing blue optics, a little too searching, a little too hungry, and Stitches wasn’t sure how she felt about that habit of dragging her tongue across her fangs. “He probably started writing his own books on the walls,” Stitches added, risking a step back from her.

“With what?” Burnout said, which drew Windsnarl’s icy attention to her instead. Burnout unsheathed the claws hidden in her fingers and smiled, holding them up to her optics to admire them. White, shiny, coated in poison extracted from the fangs of a dead Predacon—Pit Viper by name. “I’ve seen the soft hands on our favorite archivist. Couldn’t scratch a single letter into dirt, much less metal.”

“No more time to waste,” Windsnarl said, speaking for Warp Drive again. “We take care of the prisoner now. Has the ransom note been sent?”

“Yes,” Burnout said. “Suncatcher will come running.”

She smiled again and put her claws away, lowering her hand. “And no one on Velocitron will be fast enough to get here in time.”

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Do you think Windsnarl understands these basic meteorological concepts?

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Windy Doodles

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No big bad wolf deer robot don't growl at the flower it loves you

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Help, this 27-ft-tall wolf-deer-thing keeps looking at me.

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Oh it's a cake all right

Bonus:

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This is the funniest typo I've made in a while:

Windsnarp.

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Dying Sun / A Hundred Thousand Stars / Ch 8 / The Underworld

Windsnarl and Warp Drive get attacked by two crime lords and a young robot gets caught in the crossfire.

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A New Velocitron.