#xande ordem paranormal

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ainda mais desenhos de ordem paranormal que o twitter levou

PARTE 3 - SINAIS DO OUTRO LADO

rabiscos variados

desenhos baseados em memes/fotos dos players (alerta: sangue) e um crossover com OSNI

PT. 1 - Desconjuração

PT. 2 - O Segredo Na Ilha

bônus: meu maior legado nesse fandom

[idkmansmth]

XANDEEEE!!!!!

Watercolors and pencil sketch

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[andirastardust]

Tentei tanto convencer meu irmão a ver ordem que só saí com muita vontade de reassistir os spin-offs (oq inclusive não tenho como)

[louissatturi]

For the new ordem fans that are scared for saturday, this clip is from the last death we had in ordem paranormal, in a season considered a comedy

Enjoy and also spoilers for sinais do outro lado

[TRANSLATION]

[Cellbit]:"rip out the oral muscular organ" and roll for damage right away, two d6

[Guaxi/xande]:Seven of damage and... i don't know how i will rip out my tongue, i dont know

[Cellbit]:You can narrate however you want

[Guaxi/xande]:Alright is just that i dont have any knifes can i rip out pushing it out?

[Cellbit]:You can use your theeth

[Guaxi/xande]:Alright, that's it, i put my tongue out and i Bite it

[Cellbit]:Just one (bite) isn't enough and you start to chew your own tongue

[Guaxi/xande]:And crying a fuck ton

[Cellbit]:And groaning in pain it's terrible

[Guaxi/xande]:Alright

[Cellbit]:"kneel"

[Guaxi/xande]:I fall (in my knees) like this

[Cellbit]:Describe for me the whole scene, how do you do all of this things? And how is xande is feeling with witch of them?

[Guaxi/xande]:I'm- I, fuck, in this moment i... fuck, im thinking about them men, the image of them is in my head and all the time i'm thinking "for them, for them" and then i start to hit myself and comes some memory of us together having fun

[Cellbit]:Describe to me the exact memories that are passing thru your mind right now

[Guaxi/xande]:Oh of us having fun on the tents, me and lírio and guizo together, us in other missions gettint to know each other.. AAH stop doing this with me bro, so humiliating and.... dara a lot of dara, looking at dara and imagining her well and stuff and missing that

[Cellbit]:"Attack yourself"

[Guaxi/xande]:Alright, one more atacck (roll)?

[Cellbit]:Yes and discribe that to me

[Guaxi/xande]:I-I'm not even caring about the pain, of course it is happening but-

[Cellbit]:Is gushing blood (out of xande's mouth)

[Guaxi/xande]:Yeah but bro, i keep hitting(myself) and the symbol- can i make that your little pin falls on the ground? And i look at your team's pin again and.... nine (of damage) and thinking about them still and looking at it fixedly

[Cellbit]:Discribe one espesific scene that is going thru your head now

[Guaxi/xande]:Us in the Van listinting to some music all of us together

[Cellbit]:"Forget It" you don’t remenber of that anymore

[Guaxi/xande]:Alright...

[Cellbit]:"Attack yourself"

[Guaxi/xande]:I reseted it (His HP)

[Cellbit]:You see the creature, flooting imposingling in front of you, you are kneeled bleeding, you can't speak you are only groaning of pain the blood runing down your chin, It raises it's fingers and touches your head, everything (inside) you starts to destroying itself, fadding, from the inside, you forget everybody that one day you ever knew,all of whom you loved one day, all the places you ever saw, all the tastes you ever feelt, all the songs, the faces all of it is burning around you, you forget yourself, your name, your soul, you are empty, you are nobody. Your skin starts to heat and you feel your blood boil and transforming from the inside, your sking gets a greenish tone and your blood is pumping acid, melting your flesh from the inside, your bones start to dissolve and not-exist, you can't feel anything, you are anything you are empty, you aren't even understanding what is heppening with you the only thing that passes thru your mind is that whoever you might have been before forgeting,must have been a horrible person because that's the worst punishiment that somebody could ever recive, your empty remains finish fadding away on the floor into a pound of flesh, acid and forgotten memories, you are dead xande

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Stuff i did for an art challege on twitter

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I finished SDOL...

Please, take some spoiler-free hurt/comfort flavoured speedwritten angst set like 2 years pre-canon. That one post going around about shooting a character in a dark alleyway and them stumbling to help with a trail of blood behind them. Somewhat obviously, CW for blood and major injury.

It is agony. Pain spikes through Guizo's leg as he stumbles along, keeping it as still as possible. Where are the big blood vessels? He does not remember. Somewhere in the thigh, and the shot was just above his knee, but he doesn't want-

That knee gives out beneath him, sending him crashing into the wall. Scrabbling on the brickwork tears the skin from his fingers, but keeps him on he feet.

He does not even know why the bastard shot him! He wasn't doing anything this time, just being out early to try and record some fledgeling leaving their nest. If he knew what offence was taken he would have done something about it, but the first he even knew of anyone there was the shot to his knee, and his camera falling to the floor.

With a broken camera and the birds startled, Guizo had scooped up his prized possession and ran.

Despite tearing his jacket into a quick bandage, Guizo is still bleeding; it would be an easy enough trail to follow. All he can hope is that he is not being chased.

If he is... and they're a better shot next time...

He barely knows this place or this town, but he does know one place. A small room off a back alley, with cushions and books and most importantly a phone. He doesn't know where he phones are in this town, he doesn't know where to call for help, but he does know where their base is.

A little base, a cozy room of warmth and coffee and weed and studying the aliens. If Xande's there at this hour... Xande shouldn't be there at this hour, but Guizo can cling to the image of his friend and /try/.

Holding Xande in his mind, sixteen and underserving of seeing his eighteen year old hero die, Guizo pushes himself on. His injured leg will still not take weight, but on he hobbles regardless. A left, or was ir a right? Over the crossing, behind the bakery, three rights then a left and straight on 'til morning.

His vision blurrs, his ears crackle, still he keeps going until-

A familiar door, a ricketty thing with a big "KEEP OUT" sign on it. From the inside he can hear the stereo playing, and that is all he can process before he slumps against the door.

Safe, safe, safe- No! Not safe! Get your shit together, Guizo, call for help before you pass out! Here is the worst place, if you pass out here-

The door opens, and Guizo falls inwards. Startled arms catch him, and it no longer matters if Xande sees.

"He- hey Xande," Guizo gasps for air, everything harder than it should be. "Couch? Please?"

He expects an arm, what he doesn't expect is Xabde fully sweeping him from his feet. He clings to him, arms around his neck, as he is taken to one of their piles of cushions. Gently he is set down on it, Xande fussing a bit as he tries to prop the injured knee up, only to change his mind and run off.

Guizo tries first to reach for the phone - failure - then work out where Xande went - easier, but his vision feels too blurry for it.

He tries to get up, to follow, and-

"Stay."

Not much later, Xande returns with an actual first aid kit. He tears off the improvised bandage, pulling out real gauze instead. One piece goes on the front of his leg, the other on the back. Quickly they are bound into place with a bandage, and then it seems like all of a sudden Xande is tapping his face.

"Guizo, Guizo, Guizo!"

"Xande?"

When did he end up lying on the pillows instrad of just sitting on them...?

There is not much time for wondering as Xande reaches down, pulling him into a quick and terrified hug. Guizo weakly pats his back a couple of times, only to somewhat give up on it.

"Xande," he repeats again.

"Guizo!" Xande's hands are all over his face, checking him over again and again. "Stay awake! Help is coming! Stay awake."

Is it? When did Xande do that?

Not worth thinking about too hard, not when thinking sucks. Guizo leans back, and groans, but makes sure to keep a blurry eye cracked open for his friend.

"You're fine!" Xande tells him and well, yeah, it's not like a decapitation.

"Im fine," he repeats back, and then grimace at a sharp pain. "Ah, fuck, son of a bitch-"

Xande is busy putting pressure on both the entry and the exist room, his headphones discarded as he keeps trying to engage Guizo in conversation.

And Guizo doesn't want to still be here, but Xande is looking terrified. So he forces a laugh, and misses at patting his shoulder, and offers out the start of their handshake.

Without a hand free to complete it, Xande merely presses his forehead onto the hand. If he could breathe right now, Guizo would probably make a game out of it.

In the distance, he can hear a siren. For him, or for something else, there is no real way to tell.

"You're fine," Xande insists. "Guizo, you're going to be fine."

Well, of course he is; Xande is right there, isn't he?

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Xande com a blusa do Guizo 💛

[idkmansmth]

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