Screw Kys

This is such a cool OC!!!!! I absolutely adore the poofy hair🥰🥰🥰

Hello people of Tumblr, I wanna try and post art here and hopefully find my people here.

First of all, here's my main protagonist for my Undertale au I've been (painstakingly) working on, he has been through multiple redesigns over the past four years and since then he became my comfort OC.

Absolutely Joining:D

Greetings Agent! Headquarters has been organising its annual gift exchange!

We're looking for artists and writers to contribute!

The form will close on the 4th of December at 9:00am UTC and your prompts will be sent out on the 5th

All participants will be expected to have their gifts ready to post/share on the 25th

Please note, that you will need to ensure your chosen method of communication has dms open- I think this is pretty self-explanatory as I won't be able to send out your prompts

If anyone has any questions, feel free to reach out! My ask box is always open!

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I Expect You to Gift - Holiday exchange

Greetings Agent! Headquarters has been organising its annual gift exchange, we just need a little information before we get things started.

Pheoness just reading the Agency Handbook

I’m so glad this is just a random doodle and won’t affect the lore in a negative way! Hehehe… so glad.

ieytd Lore #3: No Survivors (Pt 1 because it’s too long)

(The picture above is the storyboard and notes I made for this chapter:)

They were in space. On a Zor space shuttle. Trying to stop a weapon that could destroy cities in a single blast. So much to take in in such little time. But they had to focus, it was necessary, because even one tiny slip up could have the fate of the world in the hands of Zoraxis. The two agents were successful in getting on the space shuttle safely and without being identified. A big canon-like machine pointed out of the main part of the shuttle was probably the Death Engine they were sent to destroy. “Agents, you need to find a way to eliminate that Death Engine, millions of lives are depending on it.” Reginald’s voice echoed in both Pheonix and Pheoness’s ears. The two searched their quarters, trying to obtain any info about this lethal weapon, but was cut short by an ominous countdown “Agents? Is that a countdown…? What is happening-“ before he could finish, the countdown hit zero and a powerful red beam fired out of the laser, hitting Earth with tremendous force. The impact from the beam violently shook their shuttle, only static came from both of their earpieces. “Reginald….? REGINALD?! Pheoness called out in a shaky cry. Was the communications cut short? Or was it his life that was cut short? Either way, the agents have now witnessed the full power of Zoe’s death Engine. Pheonix put a reassuring hand on her shoulder before they heard a female voice on the speakers. Whoever it was had a slight Russian accent. “Zor always puts me with the newbies…” she sighs “Well, you’ve probably heard of me but I’m commander Solaris. You better get out of there. I don’t think your shuttle will take another blast, it would collapse.” Agent Pheoness sighs “That ain’t good…I feel like living for another few decades.” The two gather info on the shuttle and its technology. They would get out of this confined shuttle and not risk dying, but there was a conveniently placed barrel of radiation just outside their door. Opening it would mean certain death. Fortunately, they were able to work out some of the mechanisms of the shuttle like the gravity controls and used them to activate a robotic arm from outside the shuttle. Finally! A way to destroy this machine once and for all! Their reassurance slowly fades as they hear Commander Solaris’s voice on the speakers once more. “Apparently, Zor’s got some info on you, AGENTS!” Oh crap, Zor knows they’re here. They know the two want to destroy the Death Engine. Commander Solaris let out a sinister laugh as she controlled a robotic arm of her own, one that was holding another barrel of radiation. Honestly, how does Zoraxis get this much radiation like people just hand it out?! The robotic arm whipped back “Catch..”

*The two spawn outta nowhere*

Pheoness: Those moles were a pain. They’re luckily I don’t support animal cruelty

The flood of agents eventually die down, but only because it's migrating over to another base. One you thought was a secret, the underground base treated as if it was a bunker. The agents wreak havoc, digging through defenses like moles, adrenaline and determination fueling several alternate dimension Agent Phoenix's, along with a few other agents you are familiar with, and some you aren't. The fight is even bigger this time, a dust cloud appearing on the surface as agents scrap with all their teeth swords, lighters, some wielding grenades, others waving guns around like party streamers ready for bloodshed. The operatives are well trained, but there's at least a dozen adrenaline fueled agents swarming the place. And considering it usually only takes one to destroy whole factories and schemes, they do some serious damage.

Amongst the chaos, two agents slip through the entrance, blending into the shadows, barely a blip on the radar. They sneak through the levels of the base, and eventually manage to hack into the holding cells. No attempt to divert attention to the moles inside base work, as most operatives have had their earpieces smashed to bits in the fight. And not too many minutes later, an override appears on the computer, and a swarm starts to pour out from the bottom layer of the base, slowly rising upwards as the battle above ground raged on.

[Another instance of Roz’s voice rings across the intercom.]

“Ah, Agents, how unexpected! And by unexpected, I mean COMPLETELY EXPECTED! You may not be susceptible to moles, but did you prepare for… ACTUAL MOLES?!”

[Roz laughs maniacally, and the ground beneath the agents’ feet rumbles as giant mind-controlled battle-moles tear up the ground and begin their attack, making any attempt at fighting back difficult.]

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“May I please draw your OC?”

Reblog this message if you encourage anyone that wants to draw your OC to do so.  No need to ask for permission in advance.

Go for it.  Draw my OC.  If you want, I’ll even give you reference posts.  Go to town on it.

You are welcome to draw my OC and surprise me with the result.  Seriously.  In fact, I encourage it.  I will proudly display whatever it is you submit to me regarding my OC.  There is a chance that I will squeal about it for several days.

Even if you feel you aren’t good at whatever artistic adventure it is you do, please feel free to submit it to me.  I want to see what you have done.

Admitting Time

I was terrified of ieytd when I was first introduced to it. The logo looked creepy to me and the title of the game made me think it was some horror game (I didn’t buy it or watch the trailer at the time) and I just…appeared in an office. The first thing I did was light a cigarette:)

Also, I almost never play ieytd 1 because of frickin CHARLIE CALIENTE! He scares me so bad!!! I’m just minding my business, when this guy just pops out of an elevator and points a flamethrower at me!!!!!!

Me: WHAT WAS THAT My cousin: What was what? Me: A guy with no face just flamethrowered MY face off!!!! My cousin: Did you lock the elevator doors Me: After this I’m locking ALL the elevator doors!

(This was what happened according to my cousin)

*Me realizing I haven’t sent a request in a while*

Aaaaagh, you’re Ollix art is so scrumptious

You think you could recreate this photo with Phoenix, Ollie and Reggie?

yeah sure lol

Update on The two’s little “hangout”

They are having much fun having a John Juniper marathon.

Also, if you’re asking why the heck they are in onesies, Phoenix found out about their meeting and promised he’d keep out of it if they wore them, he apparently didn’t keep his promise.