May 4, 2025
May 4th is Bird Day! There are actually a few bird days through the year, and I already drew a ton of us back in January for it! So this time I picked a new avian to draw, the rockatoo himself, Taylor Vee! (Oh and Owlnard)
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May 4th is Bird Day! There are actually a few bird days through the year, and I already drew a ton of us back in January for it! So this time I picked a new avian to draw, the rockatoo himself, Taylor Vee! (Oh and Owlnard)
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Let me presentate, Rockatoo! In Megamind’s art book, Bad,blue.Brilliant this (scraped) character have one illustration and she look so glorious and badass. Assume she’s a part of Doom Syndicates but find the idea of her going solo more fitting. Or work with others when it suits her. Ether way!! she needed some new art this Megamind Monday!
Rockatoo from Megaminds illustraition book! First Doom Syndicate member i ever tried to draw. Hopefully I try my hand on her villain outfit next time.<3
By Rockatoo
This is a picture of Ozzie drawn by my friend @rockatoo ! You should follow them if you get the chance! [This is based on Ozzie’s appearance from the story, Farmer’s Market]
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Since my first Holoscopic Knife, i decided to start a full holographic collection because oh shiny. Also Because I coukd always. use more sharp n shiny objects for my hoard.
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congrats u win the award for the most perplexing overseer blog we’ve seen so far — Alpha Operative Candyxx
Youre welcome
hey, you’re the meme oh five, aren’t you? any good twitch streams to recommend i’m bored — Beta Operative Malaicat
TPP still runs and is a hot mess for if you want to laugh at bad management like I do, all the time
I also stream sometimes but youll be lucky if you ever find any of those
🎗use any one of em. perish, father of lies
We all fall down.Â
The proxies were falling dropping like flies. Heartbreaking. Meaningless. Distressing. Irrelevant. Delightful. Horrifying. Relieving. It would depend who was asked. Regardless, casualties were expected. Shocking. Awaited with baited breath. Unplanned. All part of the bigger scheme.
The Insurgents were dropping, too. Sneaking Machiavellians, on both sides. Too many faces, and it was impossible to really tell who was real, and who was false. And many seemed to be killing indiscriminately.
Or killing their own as a ploy.
And the Liar was elated by all of it. The Insurgency was confused, many of them upset. Tailoring her appearance was difficult, with so many, so she switched between the higher levels she knew of, and did things uncharacteristic of those people. Just slightly off, though. Enough to unsettle.
Until Malaicat impulsively grabbed her by her hair, and dragged her to their usual crew. All of whom gave the downed Overseer a bewildered look.
“Why did you--”
“It’s not him ya know? Saw them shift, maybe on purpose,” it was, “how the hell do they know so much?”
“Don’t bother,” the Father of Lies spoke up, voice innocent and trembling, she had shifted into a small, baby-faced woman, wide eyes darting around nervously, “I-I won’t ev-ever tell you. I-I’d rather-rather die.”
Malaicat tried without thinking. Their plan didn’t work.
“Don’t listen to them,” an unnamed Gamma groaned, “It’s clearly a ploy.”
"If that’s who I think, she’ll be useful,” Liu nodded.
Except they never got the chance to find out.
Agonized noises came, unexpectedly, and the Liar went through a battery of faces, real, unreal, horrid fusions that shouldn’t exist, some sort of shift with every single heartbeat. Her pulse was eerily slow.
“What the--”
And then the noises ceased, and she began to melt into the cold ground. The puddle did not disappear. It did not look right. It looked infected, and just plain wrong.
“--hell?”
Perhaps taking it as a victory was unwise. The Insurgency never had been very wise. And they had just witnessed the death of one of the more dangerous enemies, arguably. Disappointing, but satisfactory.
If, of course, that was the true ending.