#nonanon

As in, we can exploit how pitiful I appear to the large maternal black mold demons, question?

Like, everytime the anons summon them, we just send me out there and I look as sad as I can get myself to look in order to trick the demons into feeling bad for me and leaving us alone?

It's so incredibly expressive and the thick black lineart reminds of me of comic books.

Your colour work is fenomenal aswell and I'm always thrilled to see your pieces!

Just woke up so already this made my day 🥹

@sburb4n | Accepting

7 19 and 50! 🐑

7. Where was your lamb raised? A village? A prison? Constantly on the run?

((While the Emperor can't recall where they came from, since that was Nariender's doing to erase most of their memories? I can give some hints on their village used to be nomadic of sorts, wandering from place to place. Their village never stuck in one place for too long, often going into hiding since Empy was born when the rise of their species's culling was just starting to pick up.

Their people did not believe into the Old Faith's practices, being a flock that worshipped an old dead god that had control over the growth of nature. So even then, their people were hunted and were on the run regardless.))

19. Do they bear traits of forced domestication? Is their tail docked? Was their ear tagged? Do they have scars from being shorn (and nicked) against their will? Were they painted with or assigned a number rather than a name?

((Mostly, no. The most scared Empy still bears is their dismembered neck scars they keep hidden underneath their yellow crown and a number branding in their back when some of Leshy's followers had burned them with a hot iron into their skin and wool. Number 59 they were, they were the last in a grouped together flock of sheep that had been tossed into a wagon, treated more like livestock than people when they were nearly starved upon the long roadtrip to their execution.

Most of their wool had grown over the flesh wound, but if you shear or part their fur you will see the number brand still burned into their hides to this day.))

50. Freebie! Tell us any headcanon you want!

((The Emperor has a tiny immortal Golden Poison Frog named Sal who serves as an advisor to the Yellow Crown. He is a silent lil guy who often whispers in the Lamb's ear whenever he travels sitting on their shoulder, and he's often with them at all times since his immortality is tied to the Yellow Crown as long it exists.

He used to work under Heket before the Lamb had found him during a crusade. He wasn't a witness or a demi god, but they are immortal and they held their rank higher over those guys since he was favored for his knowledge and having a touch that could kill a mortal. He offered his services up to them since his loyalty remained with towards the yellow crown. And the Lamb had to take him in since Heket's old domain is now their domain; and thus they have to take care of those that pledge their loyalty towards them anyway.

He rarely talks much in front of mortals, and when he does he often whispers so quietly you can barely hear him. But he is very polite and is more often than not willing to answer a young follower's questions with a nod or shake of his head if he is prompted to.

And for a photo reference, he looks like this!

Aiden: Absorbing all the neons in Seattle... I almost exploded! *nervous laugh*

Asriel: I bothered Chara when she was on her period... she kicked my butt so hard I couldn't sit for a week straight.

Anubis: I don't to anything 'stupid'. I try to refrain myself from those types of activities.

Foxy: Going on a voyage without rum... Never before 've I been so bored on me ship...

Likulau: I... don't remember doing anything stupid...

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