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Doodles

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CALDERONNNN!!!!

ACCEPT VEXX AS ONE OF THE CREW AND MY LIFE IS YOURS!!!

I love Vexx sm he's so silly.. he gets shunned too much lowkey .. guys he was brainwashed guys pls (u can't convince me he doesn't have little freckles)

I also have my own headcanons for each race in the game and how I wanna draw them!!!

as you can see, my favorite Kitalphans have sharper ears, long siren like fangs and webbed fingers!!! (They also got scales sometimes but that's if I feel like it, I need to draw them as mermaids sometimes,, next post?)

I also have headcanons towards the Tilaari race!, they have long elf ears (I'm talking Frieren type ears), but their fangs are shorter than Kitalphans. They're naturally and slightly taller than everyone else (you'll see this later on, my oc is tilaari..)

..humans stay the same

These are just my headcanons of course and my fun little twist to make their designs more individually unique and enjoyable for me to draw !!, their og designs are just as beautiful and I love the creators for making the games. My bsf introduced me to this mind you ..

POV: there's meowing in the vents

I hate drawing cals hair sm it's so hard bro 💔

This is a first post technically.. I'm playing around with the settings as we speak.. HELLOOOO I DOWNLOADED TUMBLR PURELY FOR MY ANDROMEDA SIX ART soo you'll see more of that

..and other stuff,

the little mechanical animals :')

"And I think... you're... done!" Cameron cupped the metal bird, a ticking thrum steady under their thumbs as the machine flew to life. It circled the workshop, pulling a delighted noise from its maker, before fluttering delicately upon their open palm. "Welcome to the world, lil' guy!"

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Happy birthday, Cameron!

Creative as ever, they like to make metal companions in between all the equipment and weaponry they're asked for. Their workshop is quite the mess, but a friendly one if one ever happens to visit. ^^

Good Goodbye -Hwasa-

The joyous laugh of someone whose smile is as charming as early morning dew. He followed him, holding the shoes he carelessly left