#sector 3

2024 Art Summary

NOTE: I would profusely apologize if I haven't this arts earlier before February 2025! I promise that I'll continue posting them in this platform as soon as possible! 😭

This year has been closely great this year, but despite the conflicts that were regarding something, things just went very differently from previous years. I've been drawing all the much besides uploading videos and music, ever since I started to improve and drew enough characters that I owned (including Blaclera). And it was fun on both sides from Art Fight and Doodletober's this year. Despite me focusing on drawing my characters, I just decided to focus on any characters trending on Twitter or Bluesky that someone admired, since some sort of a "hear me out" context to people loves to adore.

I hope someday in 2025, I'll be ready to have support on next ideas and so.

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January: Welcome [2024]

February: Polar Patroller

March: hehe... Sorry, didn't see you here.

April: Dinner is served!

May: The Gummigoo's Crew [The Digital Circus Fanart]

June: Watch out for CatNap!

July: Ben Bigger [Zenless Zone Zero Fanart]

August: He might be too big to sit with me, but eh...

September: Good morning, breakfast is ready!🍳🐈‍⬛❤️

October: IT'S MY DAY (7th Anniversary Special)

November: Wumpus 😳

December: Combat Aftermath [Sector 3 Fanart] (MATURE FOR BLOOD AND GORE)

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Blaclera, and RobloxFan75000 ©️ RobloxFan75000

Polar Patroller (Fortnite) ©️ Epic Games & People Can Fly

Gummigoo ©️ The Amazing Digital Circus, Glitch

Papa Titan (Smiling Critters) ©️ Poppy Playtime

Ben Bigger (Zenless Zone Zero) ©️ miHoYo

Wumpus ©️ Discord

A full render fanart for @bizzaregameguy of Sector 3 after the deadly combat. They all won and survived...well at least.

tw// blood/gore

This scene is basically after a fierce combat. A picture depicts the interior of the building where the trio had emerged after brutal combat, flames rising, and extensive blood stains on the ground.

The Trio called Sector 3 (A leader of Sector Soldiers), is the last one standing, and has ultimately prevailed. From left to right, we have Muffle who walks straight to both, handling a boomerang, Kizumaru (The Moonlight/Iron Moon 「鉄月」) who is using the naginata that was named "Tetsudzuki 「手続 」" healing himself from his current gunshot wounds, and Roppo who walks away from his unconscious opponent.

Daniela’s feet carried her over the dirt pathway, stopping every so often to attempt to read a eulogy written on a headstone. None of it made any sense, all in a language she didn’t know. With a yawn and a sigh, she decided to sit next to one of the larger headstones, set her spear aside, and rest her back against it. She closed her eyes and rested her head against the cool stone, groaning after a moment when the dark bruise on her arm throbbed and her face seemed to twinge in response. Before long the itching of her face would return too she knew, skin stitching itself back together and the deep throbbing of broken bone would return to join it. With a sigh, she opened her eyes and reached for the little packet of pain pills she had stashed. She took another half of one, swallowing it dry and regretting the fact she didn’t have a way to have collected water from the aqueduct she had stood atop less than an hour earlier. The water had been cool and drinkable, but that didn’t help her here. Not in this place that was cooler, but still entirely too hot. 

She had almost convinced herself to return to the aqueduct when she looked up and the black marble of yet another looming structure seemed to call to her. Daniela narrowed her eyes. Only one of those structures had ever worked for her and this black one was certainly not it. She contemplated another beat before standing and moving up the path towards it. She regarded the bowl of offering before stepping up to it. Did it require the same blood sacrifice as the other she could get into did? She thought for a moment, contemplating picking at the scab across her face where her skin had split 2 days prior. No, she did not want to irritate that further. She almost left. And maybe she should have. 

Daniela’s eyes turned to the spear in her hand before lowering it. She sliced a finger along the sharp blade, hissing at the pain and then holding it over the bowl. One drop fell then two, three and four. The fifth fell and she began to turn around. Maybe that wasn’t what this temple required. Oh well. A sixth drop fell and Daniela turned to leave, pulling her finger into her mouth to sooth the sting. She was two, three steps away when the sound of nails moving against stone could be heard. She paused and turned to look, staring wide-eyed at the monster that stepped from the black stone building. Fuck, she’d only seen one in passing before as it fled another temple, not this close and certainly not one that was stalking her. 

She backed away quickly, stumbling over her feet in the process and quickly trying to regain her balance. The thing lunged with one of its heads and Dani deflected with the spear, casting a wide swipe with the weapon and making contact just before the creature reared backwards but yet it still advanced, swinging its tail forward to spit fire at her from what she could only assume to be a snake. 

The two continued like that for what felt to be hours but what was ultimately only a handful of minutes at best, Dani trying to get back to the entrance as the thing lunged and spit fire, swiping with its paw every few attempts at attack. Maybe it wouldn’t follow her out of the cemetery. Dani eventually dodged to the left and tripped over a stone headstone, falling to her side and loosing her grip on her spear which rolled away. “Fuck!” Was shouted for the whole of Panem to hear. She rolled onto her back, scrambling backwards as the thing took a step or two towards her. She laid flat on her back, reaching to try to get her spear, but it was still just out of reach. When she looked up to the creature again it was with eyes wide in fear as she saw the snake head closest and looming just above her, jaw opened wide. Dani rolled out of the way as it blew fire at her, but she wasn’t quick enough and her toga caught fire at one corner and the fire licked up her skin almost instantly bubbling the skin of her arm. She let out a cry, not even noticing the tears now falling down her face. Was this the end? 

Dani slapped a hand over the reddened skin of her arm, trying to quell the sting a pain. Her toga was a secondary worry even as that flame rippled up her clothing and burned at the skin of her thigh. She rolled once more, quicker this time as the thing shot fire at her once more. A burst of adrenaline threw her to her hands and her knees, scrambling forward despite the pain to grab the spear. She rolled to her back  and sat up just in time to see the snake head open it’s ugly maw once more. She didn’t think, only thrust. The spear found its way into the snake’s mouth, embedding deep in the things throat. Dani watched as the beast shuttered and quaked as if the whole world were doing so once more and then it fell to the ground with a loud thud. 

After descending from the aqueduct, Lavender found herself breathing hard. Her body was incredibly tired, and when she caught what she swore was the scent of grass, she followed it. Looking almost like a pet lost from home, she sniffed at the air until she was certain she was closer to the dirt and grass scent that was so familiar to her. It soon vanished, but she was close enough now to the city wall to see where it was run down. The sun was nearing the horizon, but Lavender needed a break. Seeing the rows of gravestones on the other side, she grunted and groaned as she climbed into the necropolis.

Perhaps other tributes found this area. There were plenty of places to hide, and it wasn’t so scary even with the sky starting to darken. Lavender held her scythe out in front of her, moving slowly until she found a curved wall on a mausoleum. She settled in on the ground, tucked her knees up to her chin, and kept one hand resting on the scythe on the ground beside her. She leaned her head sideways on her knees, squinting as she tried to make out the strange markings on a grave nearby.

Lavender was feeling better. Mostly. At least the pain in her head was gone, but she was still walking a little unsteadily, and she could feel the dull ache of a bruise forming on her back. It would be nasty. Next time she had a chance to sleep, she’d have to sleep on her side for her. But not the side she’d fallen on when she was tackled. Maybe she should just try to sleep standing up.

As she wandered, with the scythe held firmly in her hand, she felt at least somewhat more confident in her safety, too. Even if she alone wasn’t scary, the sharp blade in her hand was terrifying. It even kind of scared her to be holding it, but she knew to keep it pointed firmly away. She kept to the wall of the city, moving slowly and constantly looking around. Right now, all she cared about finding was some water. As the buildings around her grew to look more depressing, she was considering turning around.

But the walls changed. It was something strange, that she could see slanting in the distance. She was so absorbed in the shift in structure she didn’t realize someone else might hear her ask, out loud, “What the hell?”