#nebula-gaster

this was indeed me

It’s actually an Easter Egg that I decided to add for fun. The Nomai are from the game Outer Wilds.

Play it.

This is not a request.

Ask anybody who has played it, and they will agree.

thank you hehe!!!! He's like a cartoon character to me.

I like drawing him .05 seconds away from a full blown panic attack at all times, lol.

i imagine the glasses make up most of the Big Ol' aspect though.

[Alone] Vaggie is isolated, feeling utterly alone and abandoned, needing comfort.

It had been some time since she woke up at the edge of Pride with her hands filthy and in the dirt. The hell-earth had been upturned and shoveled up by her own fingers. And when feeling returned to her face, it all came back to her. The nightmare of clawing at the ground to dig up the child she had slain with her own hands. This time following Lute's orders rather than her own will.

How long had passed now? As she lie still and filthy at the edge of the city in her nightgown, unmoving. It must have been somnambulance that brought her here. Sleep walking and nothing else. But the dirt under her nails gave it that real quality, and the lack of her usual ribbon to hide the scar at her throat might as well mean she was still lying where she had been left when Lute threw her aside.

Continued from here.

Buzz couldn't help screaming when the bear trap snapped shut around his leg, digging its steel teeth deep into his flesh. His legs were far skinnier than a human's; he was lucky his lower leg hadn't been snipped off. Instinctively he drew his laser pistol, looking around for whoever dared to set this trap.

It was unfortunate, hearing the screams of something that he wasn't hunting. But- Cicero supposed everything happened for a reason and maybe this was merely a blessing in disguise.

If he couldn't eat it, he could at least play with it.

But all those thoughts are crushed when he finds the source of the screaming. A large bug he recognized. Bugs were good for eating- but not this kind. Nor did he deem 'Buzz' all that proper for playing with either.

"Lookatcha-" Cicero muses whilst walking up to make himself known.

The street was packed, but everyone made sure to pass the sight in the middle of the road from as far as possible. It was none other than Sir Pentious, holding out flyers and business cards to those willing... and even those who weren't. His egg boiz were helping him, of course, handing out smaller flyers and business cards and taking care of the rather pathetic foldout table with a variety of their Boss' merchandise arranged on top.

It’d been a little while since their last hanging out, and Angel had somehow convinced himself not to cancel another planned get together. After his shoots, he’d taken a cold shower and some over the counter painkillers in hopes it’d cancel out… well- what had him with. light flush and squirming for the past twenty minutes, now.