#oddworld slog

[clobertina]

It is now finally done

I give you, Abe’s Oddysee in the Ultimate Recap Cartoon style!

It’s not 100% perfect style wise imo, but I think I did good for an attempt!

[asameera]

Oddworldtober23 day 23: Here boy.

Slog are quite cute and cheerful, mind you! You just have to find the right toy for them!

[huntressao3]

Oddworld-tober Day 13: Coffee

The night was cold, the kind of cold that seeped into the bones and made every breath come out as a misty cloud. Two slig guards stood near a stack of crates both of them trying to stay warm and most importantly, awake. Both of them holding steaming cups of coffee in their clawed hands, one of them grimacing underneath his mask after he took a sip.

“Ugh, this stuff is worse than what comes outta the slog pen,” he muttered, pulling the cup away from his face as if it offended him. “How do they expect us to stay awake drinkin’ this? It's like someone dumped mud in it.”

His companion, a lankier slig with a dented mask, snorted, holding his own cup of the foul brew. “You're lucky to have coffee at all. You ever been posted out near the mines? There, you get nothin’ but cold air and the sound of your own misery. This”—he gestured to his cup—“is luxury,” He made a face behind his mask and took another sip, they’d both been on shift for hours, freezing their asses off in the process.

After a long pause, the lankier slig turned to his partner. “You heard what the others have been talkin’ about? About some kinda mudokon uprising or whatever? Got the bosses scared shitless.”

Bulkier Slig shrugged, the mechanical legs beneath him clicking as he shifted his weight. “Yeah, I heard. Ain’t nothin’ but talk though. Mudokons don’t got the guts for it. Bunch of ‘em think they’re gonna rise up? Pfft, I’ve seen ‘em break just at the sound of a gunshot. Ain’t no uprising. Not here.”

“Still,” the lankier slig muttered, “there’s been rumors. I heard about a shipment getting sabotaged and sligs in the hospital talking about a mud that can use mind control powers or somthin’”

Yeah, well, let ‘em try,” The taller slig said with a chuckle. “They wouldn’t last five minutes. We’d crush ‘em faster than you could blink.”

As the two sligs continued their conversation, neither of them noticed the shadow moving quietly through the yard, just beyond the reach of the flickering lights.

Evie crouched low and led Bjorn, her elum, by the reins, the creature’s lopsided horn caught the moonlight for a moment before Evie pulled him back into the shadows, his feet padding against the pavement before Evie reassured him by patting his leathery neck. Evie needed the elum to move around quickly or make a quick escape since her short human legs weren’t very good for outrunning sligs, but Bjorn wasnt nearly as stealthy as the human girl. Evie gripped the reins tighter, knowing that if she was caught, Abe would have no way of getting inside. She patted Bjorn’s neck again before continuing to quietly walk.

I really need to get better at drawing night scenes but I still really like this one, let me know how you like it!

[bosskie]

Draw Abe and Molluck kissing.

'You know, Abe, I always somehow liked you. I didn't name you the employee of the year for nothing. I designed Mudokon Pops look like you for a reason. I would still have enjoyed killing you, I wasn't even supposed to like you, so killing you including my own feelings toward you would have been the right choice. You, blue bastard, ruined my life but also saved it... I have dreamed of crushing you but now, instead of that, I feel another kind of desire of a crush. Kiss me, you schmuck!' Molluck told Abe after they had done their parts of the deal of helping each other.

I'm actually glad that you suggested me to draw that since I have been joking about Molluck and Abe turning from enemies into lovers but never said a word about it. So, thank you for giving me a reason to draw it! (Y) Yeah, what an odd couple they would be but hey, it's Oddworld! The best 'from enemies to lovers' thing I could still imagine (I know nothing about this stuff though, only the concept).

Frankly, I'm kinda surprised at how little Abe x Molluck stuff I have seen, just one 'spicy' drawing... (I don't know about fan fiction, I don't read it.) So yeah, I personally like this ship. It's not easy to explain why but it just has depth, is odd but 'makes sense'... It's just would be quite interesting in general.

I basically had two ideas for this but I chose this one since I got this 'from enemies to lovers' idea, and well, now I 'came out' with it. I wasn't sure about where to draw them but they are somewhere at Nolybab where the sun doesn't shine, underground I mean. Molluck's name has been cleared and Abe could meet his mother, and it was all thanks to their collaboration. They were reluctant to work together at first but their relationship developed during that, and Molluck let his softer side come out more. This is idea is basically behind this Molluck x Abe thing. I know, it can sound so odd but it's not the first time if I'm odd for something I like; I have heard it for so many times already. Oh, and yeah, maybe you also noticed that Abe has no longer his stitches; it makes the kissing easier too. (Y)

And yeah, this came out more 'proper' than I planned but it's still 'quick-ish' since it's not fully rendered and looks kinda sketchy. This was also challenging to draw and I wasn't' sure of how to draw them kissing, like I didn't want it to be 'too intimate', so something simple enough. I hope that this looks okay at least. I just felt really bad about my drawing skills last night out of nowhere, so I just wish that my art doesn't look like Slog shit. I just kinda don't like how this came out but that 'better image' I have inside my head feels 'too intimate'... Just didn't feel like going 'too far' with this. Also yeah, I used a bit different style here since I'm still trying to figure out my way to do digital art, even I have done it for so many years... It's just that it feels like I'm never pleased with my art style; it makes difficult for me to feel like I had any artistic talent... I'm still always just trying my best.

Let's just say that posting stuff like this in public is difficult for me, even I still would like to post stuff like this... I don't even draw proper self-ship stuff and I rarely even draw it, even I think about myself with Molluck every single day. I guess it's mainly due to my self-hatred, like why I would spend so much time on drawing something only I'll see. I just have never drawn anything as proper as this about me and Molluck. Maybe I should but I cannot help myself but think that it's waste... I'm sorry but I just feel so awful about myself... Last night was just another night when I asked Molluck to eat me... I'm so sorry for this vent but I'm just so tired of this and cannot be silent, pretend that I was okay when I feel like crying...

I still hope that my stuff is enjoyable, even when I feel like I should just delete everything here... It's just because I can see my stuff looking so awful sometimes. I just don't feel like I draw Molluck well enough; he is still challenging to draw... I think that I should end writing for now; I just feel so bad about my stuff right now...

This doesn't really relate to the drawing, anon. This is just the usual stuff my condition makes me feel... But hopefully you like it and don't regret suggesting me to draw that kiss. I really liked drawing this still and that's probably why I painted this more than I planned; the idea of this drawing amuses me. (I tend to enjoy creating stuff in general but I rarely like what I created, the outcome I mean... Oh, and I don't really mind Molluck being with someone else than me. They are just different stories and I'm just glad that Molluck gets love!)

I just have difficulties with expressing love in public (even if it didn't relate to me, being about a ship like this), even I do have done it many times here, told you how much I love Molluck but, it still feels challenging... Like posting my 'Molluck love sculpt' was kinda scary actually but I still posted it, especially because I put so much effort on him. I don't even know what I was afraid of, I'm already used to people seeing me as a weirdo. Maybe I'm just afraid of love because this self-hatred just makes me even wish that no one loved me. But my heart still tells me that it's not true that I'm not someone to love.

Even I love Molluck with my whole heart, wish to hug and kiss him, enjoy his body every single day, it kinda scares me to be loved back... I know, it can sound odd but it's just that I don't see myself worth loving and just wish good for the others when I try to prevent them from loving me since I feel like I'm only waste of everything. My condition really makes me act and think like this. Even I realize how this is unhealthy and I imagine Molluck being confused about this behavior, it's still so difficult to feel like I'm someone to love... But the important thing is at least that I always imagine Molluck loving me, even it's difficult for me to receive that love. Even I do enjoy imagining that Molluck enjoys and loves me too, I still can feel like it's better for Molluck if he didn't... It makes me feel bad/sad but it just feels 'right' since I'm not someone to love...

These awful thoughts just don't wanna leave me alone... And if I sometimes do not vent to my posts, it doesn't always mean that I felt better. It can also mean that I feel like I should be just silent, I'm only ruining everything with my vent... It's just making me feel a bit less alone with this shit when I write this stuff here, and hopefully I can give some peer support. Also, if one day my stuff is gone or if this blog seems abandoned, you know why. I don't wish to bring more negative energy to here but I just cannot hide my condition; I'm just trying to save my life.

~ I really appreciate your tolerance and support!

[normal-girl-in-an-odd-world]

A Guide to Mingot's names for the many lifeforms of Oddworld (aka when you can't be bothered to remember the names for every group of weirdos)

Mudokons = 'Fish-Faces'

Glukkons = 'Octomen,' 'Octopinheads', 'Squidward'

Sligs = 'Squidborgs'

Paramites = 'Hand Spiders'

Scrabs = 'Crabtaurs'

Slogs = 'Hellhounds', 'Demon Dogs', 'Devil Dogs'

Vykkers = 'Big-Head Creeps'

Interns = 'Speedo Weirdos', 'Vag-Mouths' (unused)

Fuzzles = 'Hairballs With Teeth'

Gabbits (specifically Munch) = 'Frog-Foot', 'Frog-Dolphin-Alligator-Catfish Thing', 'Big Mouth', 'Wide Mouth', 'Frog Mouth', 'Froggy', 'Frog Boy'

Elum = 'Camel-Donkeys'

Fleeches = 'A Whole Lotta Nope'

Clakkerz = 'Bird Brainz'

Meeps = 'Sheep', 'Sheepclops', 'Shmeeps'

[thevideogameartarchive]

Slogs 'Oddworld: Abe's Odyssey' PlayStation

[a-table-of-fics]

Oddworld: Conar’s Ambition, Chapter 14, Draft 1, Part 4

“There’s a Well down the path that’ll take you straight to his cave. Only problem you got is some bastitches setting up camp there, Odd knows why. Call themselves Wolvarks, and I’ll be honest, I’d prefer if they had your ugly mug.”

He pointed to Conar with that last comment, but Conar didn’t so much as sneer. Instead, he reeled back, causing Chairman to look up in worry at him.

“Wolvarks?!” he exclaimed. “The hell are they doin’ this far east? Don’t they know this is Magog turf?”

“Wouldn’t call It ‘Magog turf’ when you’re around Mudokons if I were you,” the guide said, eyes narrowing. “You Magogs have been messing with our turf since I was a hatchling!”

There was silence for a moment as he glared, and then he walked over to a ring of stones.

“If you can drive those guys off before you get there, that’d be great.”

He nudged a rock with his foot before stepping over to the center.

 “And I’m guessin’ you won’t be giving us any kinds of weapons or anything?”

“That ain’t my wheelhouse,” the purple Mudokon shrugged. “But hey, from the looks of your armor and weapons, you were able to take a Pirthworm out. This should be no biggie!”

And with that, he left an outline of otherworldly sparks as he vanished.

“Yeah, thanks,” Conar said with a grimace.

He drummed his fingers on Chairman for a moment, not caring about the Slog taking quick snaps at the sparks.

“Shouldn’t be any problem, should it?” Slim asked, looking ahead. “After all, the Magog chose you over whatever these Wool Farts are, right?”

[oddclan-askblog]

When your bro is a Slog enthusiast 

oddworld “pitbulls are bad” discourse ensues 

[incorrectexoddusantagonists]

Question 16 for the ask game

Has there ever been a moment in the games that terrified you?

The music used to be hella scary for smol me lol. I used to be a very terrified kid, scared of a lot of things and the alien sounds that came out of my speakers when we booted up the first Oddworld game where terrifying! Also the stockyards outside of Rupture Farms, the shadows of the Scrabs and Slogs seemed too unpredictable to handle lmao!

[ohfugecannada]

Oddworldtober prompt 5 - giant slog

My first Oddworldtober entry. Doing some of them out of order and probably won’t get around to all of them since University stuff is taking up a lot of my free time. I still wanted to do some of them and managed to get this one out.

I know Oddworld Inhabits were thinking people would go for a giant Kaiju sized slog, (which some did, and those are awesome) but I felt like this prompt gave me a good excuse to explore the idea of a larger, wild ancestor to the domesticated slog. Since slogs are obviously ment to be a parallel to earth dogs, I always wondered if they had a similar evolutionary history. Possibly being social carnivores that were domesticated by a more intelligent species and genetically bred to serve all kinds of jobs and roles to the point of becoming radically different to their wild ancestors. So I loved the idea of what the slog equivalent of a wolf would look like.

These slog ancestors had longer snouts, an overall more slender appearance then their modern descendants and were much larger. Being just taller then the average Slig equipped with metal pants. Some early accounts of Mudokon tribes even tell of wild slogs as tall as 7 feet. These claims are highly disputed by most natural historians in industrial society. These large Slog ancestors were likely hunted down and made extinct a long time ago and the few survivors were tamed. Their descendants were selectively bred and eventually became the Small, hyper aggressive guard pets of Sligs and other industrial societies we know today.

[clobertina]

Abe’s Exoddus in the Ultimate Recap Cartoon style!

Once again, I don’t think it’s 100% exact as the style I’m trying to mimic… but it’s whatever LOL.

The Previous:

[patches998]

ODDWORLD SLOG

[zulejee]

I like how the coloring on the Slig came out. I'll post the fully completed drawing later.

[normal-girl-in-an-odd-world]

Trivia about Humanity in Oddworld:

Their natural scent smells TERRIBLE to sligs. The smell is so bad in fact, that will freeze up and violently reeching if a human is even within a few feet of them. (basically, humans are like walking surstromming to them)

In contrast, humans smell ABSOLUTELY DELICIOUS to Glukkons. So delicious, that even the smallest whiff of it will have them practically addicted.

And I'm being very literal about becoming addicted to it. You know that scene in Finding Nemo where Bruce the shark gets the smallest whiff of blood when Marlin accidentally gives Dorey a nosebleed, and he goes crazy?

Yeah, that's what happens when Glukks smell human...

It causes them to go into a feral/primal predatory state like it awakened some ancient instinct that they haven't had to use for centuries.

One sniff is enough for them to become obsessed and lose all rational thought...

for some reason, the fauna of Oddworld just has it OUT for humans. The more aggressive breeds (i.e. scrabs, fleeches, slogs,) will just attack them on sight! This includes paramites, who normally only attack if they're cornered or they're in the presence of another of their kind.

Even peaceful types like Elum or Meeps hate them! Elums will act extremely uncooperatively, refusing to follow instructions and violently bucking if a human tries to ride them, and meeps will run from them at top speed

this scene from spongebob sums it up pretty well

[asameera]

Oddworldtober Day 6: Giant Slog

Who wants to watch this movie again? I heard people saying it’s bad, but personally I enjoyed it!

[a-table-of-fics]

Oddworld: Conar’s Ambition, Chapter 14, Draft 1, Part 3

Slim scooped up the now-muddy claws, a slight grimace on his face. Even after leaving the Sloghut, he had to pick up after a Slig?

“Well, c’mon, boy,” Conar said, turning his attention to a groggy Chairman. “With any luck, you can chomp on somethin’ on the way.”

Chairman snorted, but slowly stepped back, preparing to leap over the fence. Catching Slim’s glare, Conar gently pushed on Chairman’s forehead before he could try. Instead, the two strode over to the gate, where Conar could extend his tentacles to the latch.

The two followed Slim out the door to greet a grey Mudokon, adorned with orange and purple feathers, plenty of blue and indigo body paint, and an eternally tired grimace. He briefly cringed when he saw the Slig and Slog, but didn’t otherwise change expression as he addressed them all.

“Okay, let’s make this quick. Your jerk boss is hangin’ out at the Fleech Fields, and the Almighty Raisin wants to help ya get there. But he’s not going to do it for free, y’know; he’s gonna be askin’ a favor from the two of you.”

“What kind of favor?” Conar asked.

“He didn’t say,” the Mudokon shrugged. “Guess you gotta ask him yourself. Just try not to blast him with your rank smoke breath, okay?”

Conar scowled. He did not need to be reminded of losing his cigarettes, and he certainly didn’t need this jerk’s attitude.

“So where can we find this Raisin guy?” Slim asked, trying to position himself between the other Mudokon and Conar.