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All my Inspector Gadget x Puella Magi Madoka Magica crossover comics in chronological order...

Is this crossover weird? Yes, but then again, I do have other crossovers for Inspector Gadget that I have yet to write or even draw, one that makes sense (Lupin the 3rd & Inspector Gadget) and one that only makes sense in a business POV (Inspector Gadget, specifically "Gadget & the Gadgetinis", and Sushi Pack)

I wanted to add some "electronic" details to her costume, like wire bows and a PCB things on her clothes, it would be characteristic, because she is well versed in electronics and programming (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

Also, her soul stone is located in the place of her watch on her hand

a lil bit of pixelated and flowery...look like you born again

havent been play in hot minutes i just exploring stuff now (then stop and repeat once later days)

There are hundreds of traumatized OCs out there, so why not have them make a trauma candy salad?

She will start us off:

💜: “Hey, everyone. Name’s Svetlana, and thanks to my lovely mother, I no longer want anything to do with ballet. Also, thanks to politics, me and my siblings had to leave my country. I brought these candies I stole from my babusia.”

Hello, my name is Aether, and more specifically Neutroi. I was created as a psychological experiment so that people could see what happens when a person's emotions are separated into individual people. To do this they gave us each individual brains, and we'll only ever be able to feel the one emotion we've been designated for the rest of our lives. I will never want, I will never care, I will never love.

I brought the gummy sharks

Tags ! @rays-of-sol-05 @ecury @gl1tched-r4bb1t @iv-135729 @donttrustmysonaplsshesnotnice @ludicrouslucid

My name is Daryl. I mean... October. Daryl is my legal name, but October is the name Mr. Gray gave me after he abducted me. I was held captive by him for 2 years, and completely forgot who I was beneath all his rules and all the pain. He beat me horribly all the time and my mind splintered into pieces under the trauma. I still feel some kind of weird love towards Mr. Gray because of how severely he brainwashed me.

Oh yeah, and I brought the lollipops.

Thank u Iv for bringing me up lol ill contine the chain...

When it comes to traumatized ocs, I have too many but I'll choose my boy: Ludvika "Yuri" Yokovich,

"Greeting, Im operative LAIKA.

I was raised within the USSR'S army wherein I specialised in Biohazard warfare. Besides the horror I saw on the field, the worst came after September 30th 1998. The organisation i was infiltrating had caused a viral outbreak in the city I was staying, which was nuked on the morning of Oktober 1st. I barely escaped the range and nearly died before said organisation had found my body. For the next 5 years, I was constantly reanimated and experimented on to be the next Biological Organic Weapon... is this how its supposed to be approached?..

Anyways, it seems like you all are missing a bowl to put the sweets in.. [not that I would eat it."

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@randiverich @snuffydoo @brotheroncelost

Thank you for the tag

Afternoon, my name is Siena A. Rivers.

I am a detective that worked for various government operations such as S.T.A.R.S. and the BSAA.

I was supposed to go to art school but ended up becoming as a detective after I was rejected.

My boyfriend, who I ended up dating for a while, ended up sabotaging our team and almost killed them in a mansion which led to some complications in our relationship.

Living with this new knowledge of the world's realistic expectations,

I investigated cults that tried indoctrinating me and survived a doomsday virus that reworked my entire DNA biological structure.

Anyways I brought these Italian lemon drops

@mossyriverrocks @kris-yagami @byte-sized41

Hello…I am Parvâne.

I am no longer in the realm of the living. I work to help our god Anphavel achieve his dreams, and in return he has promised eternal peace. I wish so badly to forget my life, for my death was…far from painless.

well, enough dwelling. I found these cute butterfly lollipops on the way here.

Hi I’m Muffin

my parents are workaholics, and are in a loveless marriage, I was raised all by myself and was severely neglected by their busy schedule, I almost fell down the trap door of becoming like them once I got older

here is a delicious bowl of harty chocolates

(oneov my OLDEST OCs ever)

Hi I'm Jayce and I was scientifically engineered to be genetically invisible, and I was part of a "research sight" that was really trying to defend from these demon guys and everyone else died young because of the genetic difficulties, but I survived and got my mind half-replaced by AI because it's "superior" and eventually was dispatched as a high-trained spy, where I got manipulated by some friends that made me into a more half-bionic guy that has almost no feelings and is a living gun basically

uhh have some nerds gummy clusters

teehee I love nerdz gummy clusties

Hi, my name is Felix

He just went crazy and became a cannibal/man-eater, but now he's something like a senior dog? idk. I can't stand this human food of yours, so here's the halva that my creator loves

(The drawing is not mine, but my friend's @sa1fer-fr )

I have a lot of traumatized ocs but I think my pj mask oc has been the most traumatized (that drawing looks sick btw)

Yo, names Sebastian. Look, I don't usually do the whole 'talk about my feelings' thing, but if you're gonna know who I am, you might as well get the real version. I wasn’t raised in a home: I was raised in a cage. I never had a 'childhood.' I had a job: keep my little sister, Kristy, alive. Our parents, if you can even call them that sold me off like scrap metal to this lady. She called herself a doctor, but she was just a monster with a lab coat and a needle. She wanted to see how much a human body could take before it broke. She 'multiplied' me, messed with my head, and stuck me with so many chemicals I lost track of what color my own blood was supposed to be. so it was just me and Kristy I was her shield and her world. I promised her nothing bad would ever happen. That promise was the only thing I owned. When they sold us to those men in white, I didn’t cry. I just started planning. I thought if I could break out first, I could clear a path for everyone else. I was wrong. My sister and my friends the only people who actually gave a damn about me they didn't make it. She or.. I killed them that's what she keeps telling me and I had to watch them fade out while I just kept getting stronger. I survived the surgeries, the 'upgrades,' and the madness, but every time I look in the mirror, I don't see a kid. I see the weapon she tried to build. I broke out eventually. But even out here, I’m still running. I’m alone, and every night I’m haunted by the thought that it should’ve been me instead of them. I’ve got this darkness inside me now, something that feels like it’s waiting to turn me into the very monster she wanted. I don't have much left from the old days. No family, no home, just memories I'd rather forget. But... I found these Haribo watermelon gummies a while back. They’re the only thing that tastes right anymore. Keeps me grounded, I guess. Reminds me that even if I'm a 'science project' to the rest of the world, I'm still me.

Here are some tags I don't have many friends but if anyone sees this they can just repost this and put their oc too

@blackberries034 @ketelakeren @stray-kids-4-life

Hello… I’m Moozilla. I don’t really remember my real parents very well anymore. Humans took them away when I was little… so I ran. I stayed alone for a long time because I thought humans were dangerous. While running away I drink something that changed me… and met a guy named Romeo he kept telling me the PJ Masks were evil and wanted to hurt me too. I believed him because I was scared and didn’t know who to trust turns out… Romeo was the one using me. I still get nervous around people sometimes. Loud noises and labs make me panic. But… I have friends now. I brought cow tails and no they aren't made from actually cows I hope not...

I don't have many friends either but I can tag anyone I hope they are okay with me tagging them

hey, this is Ruby, and she's dealing with rejection trauma. that's all.

OH yeah, this is my relatively new oc, based on an original, non-fandom-affiliated story im currently writing ✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧ (this little explanation purely for friends ok)