Hello There Fellow Gungrave Fans!

Calling Wolfwood "Woowoo" to cope with the horrors of his life story ✌🏽✌🏽✌🏽

Not a thought behind those eyes <3

Brandon is literally such a cutie 😢

A Fair Return

A comic I made for the ShortBox Patreon in 2020! So so proud of this one. You can see my other work HERE

More unusual Grave screenshots because I can

Welcome to the internet stiffs! Expect all types of craziness in the future. In all seriousness, I do have one question. How did Billy set up a Tumblr account in the first place? He doesn’t have a physical body, Juji is blind so he wouldn’t be able to type let alone see the screen and Grave is…well. Grave.

RB: "About that... I used a bit of electricity on my guitar to set that up, quite strugglin' a little; besides that, Juji uses the mic instead."

Juji: "Yeah, right; surprised for a question that isn't horrible."

Grave: "..."

(OOC: How did Juji sees Fangoram not harmin' Spike, he's blind??? Quite confused on that part, the cutscene literally shows his POV? 🤔 Also about the guitar one, RB kinda controls it like the Wii controller.)

"don't worry about it" ok but I will

I’d be happy to elaborate! Aside from Brandon, deadmen (guys who get necrolyzed) appear to retain their memories for the most part though it’s never stated whether it’s because they were still alive during the process or not. For the most part they look human, sure, but if their mental state starts to deteriorate they can…mutate.

As long as you have a strong mental fortitude you can pass yourself off as human. You also might can some weird abilities like being able to turn your limbs into weapons or something. I can definitely see you pulling off a ‘knives for legs’ look. Oh, here’s a picture of the bros!

Before and after the betrayal! Reminds me of you and Jimmy… Brandon is even missing an eye (because that’s where Harry shot him)!

Y’know Curly, you kind of remind me of a character from one of my favorite video games. His name is Brandon Heat and he also has a best friend named Harry MacDowell. The two had known each other since they were kids, both orphans. When they get older shit goes down and the two decide to join the mafia after they both suffer the loss of their other friends. Harry wants to reach the top of the organization (climb the ladder) while Brandon is just happy that he can still remain by Harry’s side. But the longer Brandon remains in the organization, the more he has to make sacrifices. His hands become bloodier and he slowly numbs his emotions so he isn’t constantly wracked with guilt. He even denies himself from having a potentially happier life with the woman he loves because Brandon still feels responsible cares about Harry. Long story short, Brandon is forced to point his gun at his remaining friend from his life before the mafia. But he can’t bring himself to kill Harry. How could he, after everything they’ve been through? Unfortunately for him, Harry’s time in the mafia made him colder, more paranoid. Harry doesn’t hesitate to pull the trigger. In the end, Harry cares more about his ascension to power instead of the bond he had with Brandon.

Don’t worry though, Brandon comes back! Through a process called ‘necrolyzation’ he returns from the dead as an undead killing machine to take revenge on Harry! Hooray!

Whew! Sorry for yapping for so long, I am very passionate about this game if you couldn’t tell. I didn’t even get into the other aspects of story. But I do want to ask you a question Curly. If you had the option to undergo the process of necrolyzation right now, would you? You’d be stronger, more resilient. The process is even more effective if the person is still alive, you might be able to regenerate your limbs! Would you be willing to give up what little humanity you have left to save your crew? Would you be willing to become a monster to save everyone?

(WARNING!: Possible side effects of necrolyzation include severe memory loss, blood replacement every two months, and the need to dress like an edgy anime character.)

…I was nodding along, thinking I could see the resemblance, until we got to the “undead killing machine” part. I’m not quite there. Hah. That’s an unfortunate story…

No need to apologize. Uh… I don’t think I understand the process enough to make that decision. When you say I’d lose my humanity, would that mean becoming a mindless killing machine? Or would I still control myself and the change would be purely physical? If it’s just physical I certainly wouldn’t mind. Gotta be better than this, yeah? Even with the blood replacement and memory loss… As long as I remember enough to stay myself and protect the crew, I don’t… I’d power through.

Bartendin’ Blues

Sypnosis || In which Mika finds Bunji after the events of G.O.R.E

WC || 868

Contents || bartender/drinksmith!Bunji, Mika is in her 30’s (relatively), pure fluff and sprinkles of angst, Bunji in his old man feelings, decent ending, somewhat rushed.

Note || I keep thinking about… what IF Bunji worked as a bartender? Would be so neat. Especially also along with the idea that Mika and Bunji could possibly actually have a positive interaction for ONCE. They very rarely interact in canon, but this little writing of mine is just an idea of that happening.

The sea of bastards was not something new to him. 

Chain of command my ass.

There sure was hell ain’t no kings, and there was no god cept’ man. He looked down at the bottom of the bottle long enough to understand something close or other, he killed his deposition, and now he’d naturally assume it was genetically defined within all men amongst the bottoms of the earth. However Bunji left that life behind a long time ago, but his reputation stained him, like a target upon his back. It was lucky in nature that he was left alone to his vices, vying for a more less dramatic life.

Right now, that was far down his list of worries however. 

Mind over matter he’d tell himself. 

Yet this ain’t one of his usual bastard patrons, this was a lady. Someone he seldom had the grievance of meeting once or twice, hell he remembers saving her too. 

“Anythin’ to your fancy little lady?” He spoke, casting her a knowing look as he walked over to her spot of location within the bar. The silver-headed woman tensed up, sensing she was a focus of attention within the bartender’s eyes. She wasn’t sure exactly what to say, or what to do for that matter, getting here was the easy part — trying to strike up a conversation with the man that saved her from that exploding airship on top of the building so many years ago wasn’t.

Red flickered upon in the vision of the two, a quiet reminder that he was under the control of a greedy asshole who was trying to ensure the spread of SEED. The very subject of the matter that coursed through the veins of the young lady. 

The very bullet that he shot her with. 

She held her nimble and fragile hands together, fiddling with her fingers in order to stead her ever-growing anxiety. The wolfish man stood there with a patience he never could’ve had when he was younger, awaiting her words. Finally, she had spoken, so tenderly, “Just something regular, nothing too strong. I am sure you have better knowledge on drinks then I do Mr. Kugashira.” As if it were, it felt like yesterday he remembered crossing paths with her for the very first time. When she was twelve years old, a target was on her back for merely being the daughter of Big Daddy, a well-respected man who maintained the age-old Millenion and left it with a great legacy. Only back then, Bra- Beyond The Grave had risen to ensure every single last one of the members of Millenion would be sent to their own graves. 

His calloused hands moved upon instinct, without hesitation to gather up the ingredients upon hearing her request. Bunji wanted to speak, but his vocal cords were more or less worse for wear, yet he made the effort to do so anyway. “Mika,” He began, his chest rumbling in a low chuckle, “Ain’t that your name?” His voice was gravelly, yet so warm. It reminded Mika of a fondness a father would have for his children, but she shook off the memory and nodded with a quiet hum. 

Bunji set down the mixer, bringing up his hand to adjust the collar right atop his tie. “Well I suppose I can’t just assume yer’ only here to reminisce aren’t you?” Quiet laughter shook his shoulders, trembling may they be. He resumed his ministrations, not caring if Mika had answered him or not. 

It was then he had set her drink down in front of her crossed arms, had she mustered the courage to respond, “SEED has resurfaced, and we need more hands. It’s becoming difficult to obtain.” 

“So you want me to join your little resistance group?” He shot back, toying with bar tools that he had in hand. Mika went quiet, and that confirmed everything he had suspected. Bunji’s shoulders faltered, in a way displaying his exhaustion, but he could never truly feel anything of the sort. A deadman has no need for pain or the physical toll a nasty situation would take on a person. “Your father would be pretty impressed y’know.”

Mika’s eyes shot up, wide with surprise at the sincerity in the former hitman’s words. He was glad he constantly wore his sunglasses, his eyes would be telling a completely different story to the young lady. 

A sigh escaped her lips, her head somewhat hanging low, the eventful memories all coming back of her mother telling Mika all about Big Daddy. How powerful and what a proud man he was, “Pretty sure he wouldn’t be proud of me at all.” 

Bunji cracked his neck, leaning forward and crossing his arms as he got a closer look at Mika, “Now why in the hell would’ja say that?” He raised his eyebrow, truly showing his confusion. Bunji had meant it when he said her father would be proud of her, but why would she downplay her own efforts in life? Especially if she was working so hard to prevent the disaster of SEED from destroying the lives of civilians and people alike. 

In his book, that would be nothing short of someone who truly was human.

You know, I still for the life of me cannot figure out why this was included in the story. Like okay, we know that Harry is supposed to be climbing the ranks in Millenion but. I’m fairly certain that marrying Sherry/Shelly wouldn’t have helped him any more than the recommendations from Randy and Bear Walken himself already had. Was it just to make sure Bear wouldn’t interfere with Harry’s plans later? I never felt like Harry and Sherry’s relationship felt genuine either. For the whole show since the two met I completely thought that Harry was totally disinterested in Sherry and just dated her to keep Bear Walken off his back. But when Sherry dies Harry is genuinely sad and. I was like oh he did care. I guess. Yeah, the whole thing overall rubbed me the wrong way.

They really did a good job in gungrave by making henrys general personality dislikable as fuck but it actually is insane that they had his grown as hell ass take a 13 year old girl out on a date and have a pretty much public relationship with said 13 year old girl and literally nobody did anything