Orange Handsomness

I started some kind of project for myself on the "inner" world of my characters which are gonna be suffering anyway someday, especially the left one. That's my boy Shraudir Stal. When i created my another boy Ember Cry i was like looking in the mirror. Silly, happy, nothing bothering, everything going rly good. Stal is another my mirror, the back of it. To be exact - no hope, no bitches, no mood, locked up and can't escape. Middle boy is Wealthy Cure. Mad, monster and also kinda hot sometimes. Right is 2 mates in one - Godsend and Dunkel. Dunkel is ressurected by death Godsend to do his job for him in another world. Why? I know why, why would you want me spit it out rn? That kinda not interesting...

Virulence. Here ya go, pals.

You flexed in the wrong neighborhood, twinkie.

The story will go on, i have a wish and a plot, so if you want the continuation of one mad pony you can go to my other blog.

Mlem~

Some of a practice here.

The space art was deleted accidently, because i'm stupid and forgot to save it

Not in the mood