Fashionably late

Made this evil little bastard.

He was created when Error an Nightmare got into a little scuffle which ended up in Error getting his arm snapped off like a stick.

If you sum this little ball of nastiness in a word it’s pure, unadulterated, hatred. He hates everything and everyone and has NO love for his parents. He feeds off negativity like Nightmare and is just as cruel and sadistic as him too. He also has an inflated ego like Error does and views everything around him as lesser (his parents included.)

Made this big fella on a whim. His whole premise is that he pretty much goes around the multiverse ‘interviewing’ people to get their stories to write down in his black book. Why he does it, and what he does with that info? No one knows (and neither do I atm I just made him).

His interviews start by him handing you card asking if you would like to chat, should one decline, he will move along with no incident.

Should one accept his offer, the individual gets transported into a kind of café themed pocket dimension with their drink of choice. From there, Scribe with ask ten questions and write down your answers in his book. The interviewee is allowed to back out at anytime should they grow uncomfortable, agitated, or just simply just lose interest.

Once the interview is over after the ten questions, or if the interviewee ends the session early, he will tip his hat and move along.

“Warm up is over, brat. Sing for your life.”

“U-Uhm… kiddo, you’re not supposed to eat the… microphone.”

*Crunching noises.*

“You never forget your first…”

A small little continuation of Script’s date and a lil redesign of Lazuli.

A hateful fragment of a long dead multiverse with one sole purpose.

To kill the original.

An old man waits for his date.

Lowkey started to kinda dislike this drawing so I just ended up phoning the rest in.

“I know this path you walk on, kid. It’s not one you wanna be on. Might feel good now to exact your pain onto others, but after it’s all said and done- once the noise dies down and your left along with your thoughts… what then? Would you say it’s worth it? Personal experience, you’ll realize it wasn’t.”

“Take it from me kiddo- turn back while you got the chance to because I’m what you turn into if you don’t.”

“And if you won’t… then I’m afraid I’m gonna make you.”