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Yknow, with all the new people following me i should probably make a proper intro post!
-> Hello! My name is Iso! I also got by Pyro with some close friends. My pronouns are anything except for she/her! So no femme pronouns. He/they/it is also preferred!
-> I am 21 years old! I just turned 21 though :D
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happy pride month cus you know u gay n stuff....
(From wherever the duo may be, a large portal suddenly opens, creating a vacuum of air into an unknown dimension. When they land, it appears theyre in some kind of castle. Its, ungodly hot here...Where the heck are they? As they turn and view the surroundings, behind them is a set of thrones....Odd. There is distant laughter heard, slowly becoming closer.)
🩷🪽 ~ @harbin-ludwig-of-red
// ooc: saw "dimension traveling" and RAN /very positive.
The Redactor quickly pulls out his butterfly knife keeping the Archivist behind him trying to pin where the laughter is coming from. Archivist pulls out his journal trying to figure out where they are as usually the journal shows someone from the universe they ended up in.
"Zhere must be something I am missing zhere is nothing zhat can point to vhere ve are..."
Archivist looks towards Redactor who is now also clutching the tags he wore under his shirt it was obvious he was more on edge than Archivist.
Archivist tries to hold back a laugh after hearing the part about Harbin's Satan. Redactor snorts slightly at it but keeps his composure.
"Vait vhat kind of magic could you teach us? Ve already have a few abilities because of the journal, and ve actually don't know if ve can learn more."
Archivist tilts his head slightly interested, not really seeming surprised, by Harbin also being able to traveling between different universes. Redactor on the other hand after finally realizing his eyes widden slightly.
"How long have you been traveling between dimensions? Just curious you know..."
Redactor looks away his body language making it obvious, he wants to know if Harbin might have seen them both before everything.
"...Hmm, vell i am over 600 years old...602 to be exact and I got my abilities vhen I came to hell in 1972....Sooo for quite a bit now! Alzhough I do not do it as often anymore. Seeming as how my responsibilities have increased over time..."
(He then stops and turns to Archivist.)
"In zhis world, zhere exists vhat is called zhe elements. Zhere are several of zhem, such as Fire, Ice, Water, Knowledge (which is a combination of everything. You use vhat you know to conjure magic.) Electricity, Nature and Earth! Zhere is a process to discovering vhat elements you can use. Vut each person has a Primary and a Secondary element. For me, my primary is Fire while my secondary is water. Your secondary is usually zhe opposite of your Primary!"
Redactor nods in understanding not really knowing if he should actually ask the question now.
"Oh how interesting! Is zhere some kind of vay to tell vhat your element is by chance?"
He leans forward only by an inch getting interested in how this whole magic thing worked. On the other hand Redactor was now leaning back as if closing off completely. Archivist didn't fully notice what was going on with Redactor more focused on Harbin.
"Yes! Vut we'd have to do it in zhe ballroom, we need a big open space for it! And luckily right now ve are right next to it! We can just walk over."
"Excellent! Come on Redactor!"
He heads over there Redactor in tow. Of course that's when he finally realizes Redactor acting strange.
"Redactor?"
He puts his hand on Redactor's shoulder only for him to push Archivist away. This worries Archivist but he decides to leave it be.
(He was walking out when he stopped and turned)
"Is everything alright, dear?"
RAGGGH i use to have a PNK team back when i was on twitter, but got rid of them when i fell out of tf2. BUT i remade them recently since im getting back into it :3c
Cupid and harlo are the only two survivors from before i purged the team highkey
(From wherever the duo may be, a large portal suddenly opens, creating a vacuum of air into an unknown dimension. When they land, it appears theyre in some kind of castle. Its, ungodly hot here...Where the heck are they? As they turn and view the surroundings, behind them is a set of thrones....Odd. There is distant laughter heard, slowly becoming closer.)
🩷🪽 ~ @harbin-ludwig-of-red
// ooc: saw "dimension traveling" and RAN /very positive.
The Redactor quickly pulls out his butterfly knife keeping the Archivist behind him trying to pin where the laughter is coming from. Archivist pulls out his journal trying to figure out where they are as usually the journal shows someone from the universe they ended up in.
"Zhere must be something I am missing zhere is nothing zhat can point to vhere ve are..."
Archivist looks towards Redactor who is now also clutching the tags he wore under his shirt it was obvious he was more on edge than Archivist.
(The book The Archivist has displays a shadowy figure, engulfed in fire and flames. Soon, the laughter stops, the clacking of....hooves??? Was heard coming closer to them, from a hallway to the left. A voice, albiet cheery and honestly very fruity was heard.)
"Mmmhmmm!! Ja! Haha, yes Dominik ill be over tomorrow to discuss plans! Ah- Ah yes!! Yes of course."
(The figure then stopped, staring at the two figures in the middle of his throne room, wide eyed and blinking comically. It was a 6'5 demon, thats 198 cm i believe! He had huge, feathery wings, paired with horns and a tail. Between his horns was a floating ball of fire, he also seemed to be on the phone with someone. Although, it was a modern day smart phone, and very, very sparkly pink.)
"Ahhm...Dominik, ill call you back. I appear to have some visitors!"
(He then hung up, tilting his head curiously. Despite this very clearly being a whole ass demon, he looked at them like a curious puppy.)
"Uhm...may I help you?"
The Redactor quickly gets in front of the Archivist seeing the figure teeth gritted. On the other hand the Archivist looks at the figure in amazement as it was rare for the two to find someone like this. Before the Redactor could stop the Archivist he quickly goes over to the figure looking at their features without touching.
"Sir!"
"Shush zhis is something zhat ve have almost never seen!"
The Redactor groans at the Archivist saying this before looking into the figure's eyes.
"I'm usually not the one to speak out of the two of us but we ended up here after some kind of portal so what is this place and who are you?"
The Redactor would ask while The Archivist looks through his journal trying to find a page describing someone like this figure. This seemed to really annoy the Redactor almost like the Archivist doesn't usually act like this when meeting others. The Redactor also seems to quickly shove the tags back under his button up before smoothing it out.
(He backs up at the Archivist getting so close to him, wary, but he recognizes that level of curiosity instantly. He knows that feeling all too well. His tail wished back and forth, he looked the Archivist up and down for a moment, before making eye contact with Redactor.)
"Youre in Hell. Specifically zhe Wrath Ring. And...youre in my castle, in my throne room. My name is Harbin. Harbin Ludwig."
(The name "Ludwig" should be familiar, seeming as how it was probably common among medics of different worlds to sport such a surname. That and, his shirt...it had RED medical symbols on both of his arms in the form of patches.)
"I take it you two are not from zhis world. Or else you would know who I am pretty well. And exactly vhere you are. Now, may I ask, who are you two?"
The Archivist soon goes back to standing next to the Redactor clearing his throat as he does. He stands tall his personality almost completely switching after his initial curiosity.
"I am zhe Archivist and zhis is my assistant zhe Redactor."
He gestures to the Redactor who had finally decided to put his knife away. It was slightly obvious that the surname Ludwig didn't seem to sound too familiar to the Archivist almost like he knew of it but it wasn't his surname. It was also obvious that the Archivist despite being a Medic didn't have any sign that he was one other than the pack on his back meant for the medigun but it didn't have a cross on it like most Medics.
"So you are zhe prince of wrath I presume."
He would say his smile he gives both seemingly unsettling and normal at the same time in some weird way. The Redactor on the other hand didn't show any type of emotion almost like he had a lack of it other than some sort of protective instinct towards the Archivist based on how the Redactor stood.
"Precisely! Zhe Sin of Wrath, yes! Although I can come off as quite cheery most of zhe time! Dont make me mad...however. And..."
(He tilted his head at the book The Archivist held so dear. It...didnt say much about this dimension they ended up in. However...the shadowy figure engulfed in flames bore the exact silhouette of the figure in front of them...)
"Hmm! Now, if I may ask, vhat is zhat little book you have zhere? Is zhat...me??"
The Archivist looks down at his journal and quickly closes it almost forgetting it was open making the silhouette disappear before attaching it back to his belt. While taking off a bottle that was also on his belt looking at it as he speaks.
"That is the source of my power and that silhouette appeared a bit after I started using it here which has never quite happened before."
The Archivist fixes his glasses to better hide his eyes before crossing his arms. The Redactor seemed to narrow his eyes more before tilting his hat down almost like he didn't trust Harbin despite him not trying to attack the two yet.
"A bottle containing zhe source of your power? You need better protection for zhat, dear! And zhis silhouette, vhy would it appear directly after your arrival? Zhat is peculiar, I must say! Do you two travel dimensions frequently? It is not uncommon for beings for other worlds to end up here. And most come to me first! Hahah..I never mind zhe company, zhough! Come! Lets walk and talk."
(The medic-er-former medic?? Then turned his back to the two of them and began walking towards the opposite end of the room he originally came from.)
The Archivist puts the bottle away before both him and the Redactor followed Harbin. The Archivist looked at the Redactor before giving the Redactor the journal which he quickly shrinks and hides in his jacket they tried to do this without Harbin noticing.
"Ve travel quite often as ve keep contradictions to a minimum or ve try to at least most universes ve end up having to reset it by getting rid of everyone in zhat universe vhich can be kind of tedious."
He fixes his coat as he speaks almost like he has had to explain the same thing multiple times. The Redactor was paying attention but he was also looking at everything that made up the place almost as if analyzing it for any inconsistency. Of course he did this pretty discreetly not wanting to alert Harbin.
(Nothing was inconsistent here. Everything was actually pretty clear and pristine. Except for...some burnt marks that were oddly high on the walls. Harbin passed them a glance and groaned, it seemed like they bothered him. However, the burnt marks were only in one small spot high up on the wall.)
"Hmm...Interesting. I can assure you zhat i have zhis one under control. Tell me, vhere is your home dimensions? And if you travel frequently...Vhy are you not zhere currently?"
(Just then, a "Crooo!!" Was heard, a flaming bird flew down and landed onto Harbins shoulder. The prince chuckled as the bird transformed quickly into a regular pigeon, loafing on his owner and twitching his wings...One can assume thats where the burnt marks on the wall came from!)
"Ahh, Greetings Archimedes! Please be kind to our new guests, hm?"
The Archivist freezes seeing this version of Archimedes when suddenly the Redactor gives him his hat so that he wouldn't have to see the pigeon and the Archivist whispers a thank you before focusing on Harbin.
"Zhe truth is my universe is almost completely gone and zhe Redactor can't return to his because of his new life and vell ve got here through someone else's portal zhat sucked us in ve didn't come here of our own accord."
The Redactor nods as if agreeing with the statement putting his hands on his hips.
"He is correct about our universes we jump from universe to universe constantly because of it."
(At the sudden halt, Harbins elven-shaped ear twitched, he paused, turning around halfway. The bird turned around with him, but Harbin stopped him by putting a hand up to block the pigeon from doing so. He softly whispered.)
"Archimedes...why dont you go back to zhe aviary, hm? Please..."
(The bird coo'd and flew off, obeying his owners orders. As soon as the bird was out of sight, he continued walking. He didnt question the sudden freeze or ask about it in any way, he merely continued the conversation from before.)
"Universes in disarray...hmm...constantly traveling one place to another cant be zhat exhilarating, now can it? Surely zhe both of you are tired. Heh- i know it seems strange to offer zhis, considering we are in Hell of all places, vut if you two need a place to stay for a few days or so, I have plenty of guest rooms upstairs. Despite popular belief, most hells ive seen are...pure agony. Vut! I like to switch it up here. Hell is a place for zhe hurt and abused, so zhe both of you are welcome here any time."
(You could hear in his voice how genuine he was. Which...he was entirely genuine. His expression grew soft, and emphatic. It seemed like he understood, partially anyways. As much as he could with his limited context.)
They both look surprised at the invitation looking at each other for a bit before the Archivist smiles. It was obvious they never had somebody ask if they'd like to stay somewhere before while traveling around. Before the Archivist could say they accept the Redactor stops him.
"I must know first who else lives here?"
It's obvious he's just asking to be safe as throughout the interaction he constantly seemed on edge no matter how nice Harbin was acting. The Archivist seems to try and tell the Redactor that everything is probably fine but the Redactor glared at him making him freeze up the Archivist realized this was just to make sure no one would try and steal the journal which the Archivist understood and decided to go silent as they waited for the answer.
"Mm. Satan, vut you wont see him much. He's rather relaxed actually. Zhat and my daughter Penelope, with zhe occasional appearance of Zhe Messenger and my colleague, Dominik. Otherwise I have doves in my aviary...eh- Archivist, if you are ever wandering here, I would avoid zhe large double doors with zhe two doves on it. And of course my imp servants. Vut otherwise, no threats if zhat is vut youre worried about. Everyone here is pretty busy."
"Thank you for the information."
The Redactor would pay his jacket slightly where the journal was but he'd play it off as fixing his coat. The Archivist would take the Redactor's hat off before giving it back which the Redactor does before putting it back on his head.
"Is this Dominik also a Medic and where did you say the guest rooms were?"
The Archivist seems to be acting a little differently now with him looking strangely disheveled despite not doing anything that could have caused it.
"Yes. Dominik is my medic counter part, Zhe Blu Medic. He is very kind, however. He won't admit it, zhough! Ah- uhm. Zhe rooms are upstairs. I can take you zhere if needed. However- we cannot go on foot. How do you two feel about teleporting? Via.. Magic. I say zhis because if you go alone you will become lost. Zhis castle is very large!"
"Ve don't mind it ve use portals to get around a lot anyway and I'm not surprised zhis place is huge ve have been to many places that are quite big anyway isn't zhat right."
The Archivist nudges the Redactor with his elbow and he ends up nodding before looking at one of his bracelets not really saying anything which makes the Archivist frown slightly but ignores it as he looks back up at Harbin.
"Good! Now zhen, hold on to your hats and coats, friends!"
(He claps his hands once, a bubble suddenly engulfed all three of them. And then...after like 2 seconds, the bubble sets them free and they end up in an entirely different sector of the castle. They appeared in a hallway lined with doors on both sides, along with a giant set of double doors at the end. Albiet, they did not depict doves. Instead they depicted images of the 7 deadly sins. Harbin begins walking down the hall past a door that catches your eye. It has a sign that says: "ROOM OF THE PRINCE, KNOCK BEFORE ENTERING." He takes the both of them past the doors down the hall a small bit, grabbing out a set of keys on a ring and beginning to flip through them.)
"Was that your room earlier?"
The Redactor asks with slight interest in his voice. The Archivist narrows his eyes at the Redactor for asking that but looks away bags seemed to already be forming under his eyes though only a little bit. Though it was obvious he was also slightly interested in the room but unlike the Redactor he doesn't say it out loud.
"Ah, yes. Zhat vas in fact my bedroom."
(He finally grabs the correct key and unlocks the door.)
"Zhis room has two different beds but if youd like separate rooms and I do zhat as vell! Feel free to make yourselves comfortable."
"Zhank you."
The Archivist says with a bow before heading into the room the Redactor follows tipping his hat. The two start to get comfortable by taking off some of the layers while the Redactor also hides the journal in a drawer. The Archivist taking off his coat, belt, and gloves leaving him in a turtleneck sweater, his boots, and his pants but also his glasses stay on despite obviously not needing them. While the Redactor takes almost everything off except for of course shit, pants and shoes but he also doesn't take off his mask, his glasses, gloves, or the bracelets he seems to constantly wear.
(The prince bowed and left. And then a mysterious envelope was slipped underneath the door frame. The envelope had a very fancy wax seal illustrating a rose on fire. Upon opening it, it was an invitation to the "Banquet Hall" below the castle tomorrow morning for breakfast. Along with instructions on how to get there without a portal or being lost. Also, the beds in here were very comfortable. In fact, this whole castle seemed very lush so far. Everything was very fancy and well decorated. There was also a door to a bathroom as well as a small closet.)
"Zhis place seems a little too nice."
The Archivist says finally revealing how he really felt. The two decided to look around the room for a bit just to make sure there was nothing suspicious or any other way in. Once they felt safe the Redactor got into bed first before the Archivist. The Archivist stayed up a bit looking at the journal just to make sure he wasn't missing anything once he knew for sure nothing was wrong instead of putting it in a drawer he put it right on top of the nightstand before going to sleep himself ready for the next morning both silently hoping nothing crazy happens during the night.
(As the Archivist went through the book, the silhouette was gone, but however in its place appeared a different one. Now in the format of a small comic. It depicted a medic shot in the chest twice by a bulky figure, and then two hellish hands that rose from the earth and dragged the medic down to hell. The medic was seated at a throne on the left side of what was very visibly Satan, albiet he looked...upset. the last couple of frames depicted the Medic growing bored, and then...spreading kindness....generosity...hospitality as a ruler of hell. The comic itself was lined in roses, and the very last frame showed the Medic fighting an angel in some kind of war, breaking free of chains that held him down. It was clear he was protecting someone, and the angel he was fighting was a Seraphim. It didnt take long for the Archivist to realize that the Medic depicted here was Harbin. This must be his story....)
(And then morning came. The night was peaceful, although paired with distant hellish screams. Ah. Right. This was Hell. It was very quiet though. Nothing strange occurred over the night, no weird noises, no weird creatures. It just sounded like sleeping in a city to be honest. It was around 8 am when they woke up, and they could hear heavy footsteps going down the hall along with soft humming.)
The Archivist woke up first stretching as he does before looking at the Redactor who is still asleep who also somehow kicked off the blanket. The Archivist sighs at that before getting up and putting the blanket back over him. The Archivist soon left the room and followed the instructions he remembered to head to the 'Banquet Hall' ending up leaving his journal in the room. Of course on his way there he would stop to admire something in the castle for a bit before continuing on his way as what he saw keeps replaying in his mind. He keeps going back and forth on whether he should ask or not about that story when suddenly his mind drifted back to before he was the Archivist. His long nights in the Medbay with his Engineer as they tried to guess what organ someone might end up getting pierced during the battle that was going to happen the next day or his times alone talking with Archimedes. By the time he stopped thinking about it he realized he was tearing up which he quickly wiped away before finally getting to the 'Banquet Hall'.
(There were a large set of doors that opened up to the banquet hall, and within them was a large dining room table, Harbin could be seen sat at one end, and what was clearly Satan was next to him. The Prince perked up when he saw the Archivist enter.)
"Ah- Good Morning, Archivist! Im assuming your friend is still asleep? Did you sleep well?"
The Archivist would sit down at a seat that he believed was empty, at the same time trying to hide that he had been close to crying before coming in.
"I slept quite vell, and yes Redactor is indeed still asleep."
He would look towards Satan slightly while memories started flooding him once more. He quickly looks down as the memories start coming, he would soon push the memories down and finally looks back up, specifically at Harbin though as he is a little too scared to look at Satan.
"Vell im glad youre alright, dear friend.
(He then noticed the lack of eye contact with Satan, and looked at him)
"...Would you?"
"Yeah yeah, I can. You Medics have a history with me, don't ya? Im gonna be in my room watching My Little Pony if you need me. You two have fun."
(Satan then got up as Harbin giggled at the remark, and then looked to Archivist.)
"....I realize now zhat my level of hospitality possibly made you two uncomfortable. I did not intend as such, vut zhank you for attending. Zhere wont be anyone else coming except for Redactor vhenever he wakes up and possibly my daughter- I just vanted to invite zhe both of you here to discuss something specific regarding something zhat you mentioned yesterday, Archivist. Contradictions...Vhat did you mean by zhat?"
"Ah zhe contradictions zhey are quite interesting to explain... A contradiction usually happens if something isn't meant to happen in a universe. Like for example someone who vas meant to die, or become something else is somehow is able to escape zhat fate. Zhere is also zhe possibility zhat zhe person ends up almost dying vhen it isn't zhere time. Zhe contradictions get marked in my journal vhen zhey happen making zhem easier to find. Almost everyone is marked in zhat journal right on down to zheir stories... Up until the biggest change zhat is usually vhen a contradiction is most likely to happen... As long as zhe event ends zhe same vay, even if it doesn't play out as originally planned, no contradiction vill happen..."
Right as he finishes explaining Redactor comes in stretching, he still looks quite tired when he comes in. Archivist smiles when Redactor comes in, before sitting down in a seat near Archivist.
"So what did I miss?"
"Vell I just finished explaining contradictions to our new friend here."
"Hmm...Has any of zhese...'contradictions' been documented in zhe journal so far? I'm curious to know how fast zhey are documented. And good morning, Redactor!"
Redactor nods a morning to Harbin as he gets settled in the chair more.
"Oh many have been... documented..."
Archivist freezes before looking down to where his journal usually would be. His hands start to shake before looking towards Redactor silently asking if he had grabbed it, only for Redactor to shake his head no.
"Oh dear..."
(He tilts his head.)
"Hm? Did you loose it? You last had it in your room, no? I remember seeing it on your belt as you went in."
"I must have just left it in zhere vhich is rare for me to do..."
Archivist gets up when suddenly he almost falls as he starts to age rapidly, this freaks Redactor out badly before quickly helping Archivist sit back down.
"It doesn't usually start this fast!"
"Must be because of how far it is..."
//the journal may be Archivist's source of immortality meaning he can't be too far away from it or well 💀
"!?!? IT VAS IN YOUR ROOM, CORRECT? One second!"
(He jumped up from his chair and opens a portal directly to their room)
"Vhere did you put it?!"
As Harbin looks around he ends up finding the journal on the nightstand covered by Archivist's coat. As he moves the coat to grab the journal though a photo lands upside down on top of it. On the back it says Emil and Elliot, but there isn't much time to process it, as Redactor could be heard yelling Archivist's name and a pretty loud crash could be heard.
(He rushed back through the portal with the book, frantically looking around)
"Vhat happened?! Is everyzhing alright?! I found your book!"
Redactor takes the book from Harbin and gives it to Archivist, who seemed to have fallen off the chair.
"He fell off the chair I couldn't catch him in time."
He says as he helps Archivist back into the chair as he starts to age back. Redactor soon notices Archivist's hair gaining it's white streak.
"We need to redye that."
(He looked, fucking horrified. To put it simply. However he perked up at the mention of hair dye.)
"Dye? Hmm! I may have some of zhat! You prefer black, correct? But also first before zhat ARE YOU OKAY???"
(He looked like a sad puppy and a concerned ferret at the same time. His wings and other feathers along his body were puffed up in cocnern )
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made some quick profile splicers for me and my friends but you can have them too! f2u no credit needed just remember to have fun!!!
I tried lol
WHO IS UP ARTING THEY FIGHT????
For anyone that needs them, here is this years team cards!!:
An art gifting game
And yet another shameless plug-in of my AF!! Happy Art Fught 2026, yall!!!
I NOW HAVE AN ARTFIGHT
Uh
Don’t expect. Timely responses to attacks, eheheh…
An art gifting game
That’s me!!!!!
RAAAGHHH.I HAVE ONE TOO!!! AND NOW A BUNCH OF MY TF2 CHARACTERS ARE THERE!!!
An art gifting game
GO MY SCARAB!!!!
OOC: Reblogging this to both my rp blogs because Harbin AND Dominik are now on AF!!! As well as a couple other Tf2 characters if mine! More to come >:3
OOC: “a couple” (it’s like 20+* LMFAO)
*20+ OCs overall, and that’s an estimate— and that’s OCs total, not just TF2 ones, for clarification
I MEANT JUST MY FUCKING TF2 CHARAXTERS BITCH!!!! AND YHERES INLY LIKE 4 OF THOSE AND I ONLY HAVE 14!!!
I NOW HAVE AN ARTFIGHT
Uh
Don’t expect. Timely responses to attacks, eheheh…
An art gifting game
That’s me!!!!!
RAAAGHHH.I HAVE ONE TOO!!! AND NOW A BUNCH OF MY TF2 CHARACTERS ARE THERE!!!
An art gifting game
GO MY SCARAB!!!!
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Second part of the Lab Tech memes ! That soon ? hell yeah ! Drawing him after lab work really gives a fun moment to be honest !
I really wanted to doodle these pictures, at least before getting back to the asks, requests and Alvaro's intro !
Here they come !!
Dan the Lab Rat on the second picture belongs to @yarshurdee !
Pilot on the fourth picture blongs to @yuyotrix !
Hope you like them !
EVERYONE GO LOOK AT LABS' WORK. I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THE LAST ONE LAB TECH LOOKS INSANE. RUN SCOUT RUN!!!
I had a vision
my rule with miis is that if i can't create a character without painting their whole face i just make a gijinka. this has the adverse effect that p03 looks like a random chud in my scrybe lineup
You are perma tf'd into the first pokemon you generate on this website, how happy are you wit your new form
hell yea..
Yeahokaysure!
I mean for a cartoonist this is pretty much ideal
I GOT JOLTEON. YEAAAHHH!!! LITERALLY MY FAVORITE EEVEELUTION I WIN FOREVER
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First part of memes with Lab Tech ! I'm growing a reference page for that gremlin, I like the "surprisingly more chaotic" vibe he is getting with his development !
Also I have to add other characters in the coming doodles, could be pretty funny >:3
First meme idea proposed by @iso-draws ! Thank you so much for that timeless gem of the internet ! XD
BLU Chemist on the second drawing belongs to @arsonistsarsenic !
Hope you like it !!
hold on… wrong doctor? 🩺 quick medic! doodle c:
