#Gallows (sona)

[zredarts]

Rando is done with warlord shit

AU stuff because i can and i wanna post about it, brain worms are acting up

#lisa rpg #lisa the painful #lisa the painful rpg #lisa rpg au #buzzo #bernard buttfart #sindy gallows #rando lisa #dustin armstrong #oc tag #sona stuff #lisa the painful au #i messed up a tag

[cherryflavoredtrickster]

@tikiface is a bastard I wanna fist fight him in a denny's parking lot.

bonus:

#Tiki #Self Insert #Bliss (sona) #Whimsy (sona) #Gallows (sona) #Friend's ocs #Friend's Sonas

[shiftwux]

for the oc ask game :3

5, 23, 27, 28, 32, 39, 43

oc askgame [x]

5. if you could make only one of your OCs popular/known, who would it be?

gonna sound mad egotistical here but my sona (i kind of call him golfer like hes a hotline miami character because hes taken on a charm of his own) hes so intentionally terrible

23. introduce OC that has changed from your first idea concerning what the character would be like?

ohh man. roache has changed so much from conception its crazy. he used to be incel sexyman bait and then i relapsed and dug straight into 4chan t/cc stuff and his world expanded into a commentary/gallows humor comedy about that

27. any OCs that were inspired by a certain song?

the recent nurse one was based off of blink 182 obviously but also off of miss moneypenny by placebo. great song my parents are considering getting a cat and i want to name them after that song

28. your most dangerous OC?

all of them are murderers it just depends on how much youre into femdom

32. which one of your OCs would be the most suitable horror game protagonist and why?

oh this is SUCH a question. it depends on the qualifications. like whos most likely to survive or adapt to circumstances? probably mangy she gets to live rent free with two gore filmmakers (the guy with the gun sticking out from his face is distinctly not the golfer. ive changed his design we're all good now)

39. introduce any character you want

guy below is named ollie he was roommates with roache a few years after The Incident and they smoked weed together until they got scared and they could have been gay but everyone hates roache

43. do you have any certain type when you create your OCs? do you tend to favour some certain traits or looks? it’s time to confess

look buddy im going to be entirely real. usually i either have an archetype (whether that be a trope or a character or an interesting story attached to a person irl) or i just draw me until i branch out a separate character. chek was meant to be my sona but my buddy and i kept talking about how cool itd be if he had a soldier boyfriend who was buff and they escaped from a military bioweapons experiment and he had a tumor that turned into a gun videodrome style

#theres lots to tag but umm #ocs #seal coast amicide #ollie sca #sona #roache #ian maxwell #mangy

[jack-is-a-self-decided-skrunkly]

ruler of everything - sona lore edition

aight tw for shitily drawn gun, blood, and suicidal themes. i suck at writing lyrics so take this cover with an atom.

ADMIN WAS MAD.

THEY KNEW THEY'D BEEN HAD.

SO THEY SHOT AT THEIR SUN WITH A GUN.

THEY SHOT AT THEIR SUN WITH A GUN.

SHOT AT THEIR WILY ONE ONLY 'FRIEND'.

In the gallows or the ghetto. In the town or the meadow. In the billows even over the sun. Every end of the time is another begun.

You understand, your mirror in hand

Is the ruler of everything.

Ruler of everything.

We're the ruler of everything in the end.

D'you like how I dance? I've got zirconium pants!

(consequential enough to slip you into a trance-)

D'you like how I walk? D'you like how I talk?

D'you like how my face disintegrates into ch..--

I have a wonderful life! I've got good grades in my school!

i criticize myself for my own narcissism.

I practice his mannerisms into the wall, and if this mirror were me, I'd be standing so tall!

He saw me cry here over wires, isolated and sad, and when I looked at myself I felt I was going mad.

I've been you, I know you, your facade is a scam.

And he keeps making me cry, this is the way that I am.

I've been living a lie.

A metaphorical scheme.

I'm always undercover, undiscovered, private- obscene??

Oh, no, no, oh god.

Do you hear the flibbity jibbity jibber jabber? Got an “Oh my God, I’ve gotta get out of here or I'll have another word to sell, another story to tell. Another timepiece ringing the bell.” Can you hear the clock stop once you reach the end? No, you know it's always never-ending, comprehend if you can but when you try to pretend to understand you resemble a fool, although you’re only a kid so give it up and smile.

Do you hear the flibbity jibbity jibber jabber? With an “Oh my God, I’ve gotta get out of here while I have another word to sell, another story to tell, another timepiece ringing the bell-" Do you hear the clock stop when you reach the end? No, you know it must be never-ending, comprehend if you can but when you try to pretend to understand you resemble a fool, although you’re only a man so give it up and smile.

I don't understand, this mirror, goddam, it's the ruler of everything? (I'm the ruler of everything.)

Ruler of everything?

We're the ruler of everything in the end...? (... the ruler of everything, in the end.)

Without looking down, gliding around, like a bumbling bastard you cry. Cutting your legs with no 'why'.

Oh, no, no, oh god :)

#lyrics #song cover #idk man #i only wrote lyrics in 4th grade and it was shitty versions of stronger than you #gO aHeAd AnD tRy To KiLl Me If YoU'rE aBlE #no but fr that gaster one was good tho #will never cease to rock out to gaster

[clockforaheart]

Spider-Verse Spider-Sona

Wanted to hop on the Spidersona train thanks to my little brother. This Earth is based on a Victorian-era style, with many villains having literary references. Eleanor Parker comes from a well-off family, but much to her mother’s dismay, she wants to follow in her father’s footsteps into science. She was working on a cure for scarlet fever when a spider got into some of her chemicals. The spider survived, and Eleanor kept it around as a pet to see how it developed. Eleanor contracts Scarlet Fever and, in desperation, drinks one of her antidotes. It doesn’t work until the spider takes pity on her. It bites her with the venom interacting with the formula curing her and giving her spider powers. She dresses in a more masculine costume as she would not be taken seriously as a female hero. She uses a fencing sword as she grew up listening to the story of the Three Musketeers. (I haven’t decided if I’ll keep that or not). Art by my very talented little brother, who wanted to help make mine after making one of his own. Think I’m making Norman Osborn/Green Goblin Dr. Jeykle/Mr. Hyde! Introducing the villains, at least what we have so far! See if you can spot their inspirations! Not every villain has a back story yet, but here we go! Ideas are always welcome. Adrian Toomes: Known as the Vulture, as his actual name is currently known to the public. Toomes was a cruel man who was always jealous of his younger and more successful counterparts. One day a particularly boastful man with an eye for getting the best contracts came in raving about his success. Toomes snaps, killing the younger man. Toomes then gets the idea to hide the body under his floorboard. While he got away with death, he is driven mad when he believes he can still hear the heartbeat. So he disposes of the heart in the only way his broken mind can think and consumes it. Now he prowls the streets killing those he sees as youthful and successful, with the only thing missing from the bodies being the hearts.

Hydro-Man: Morris Bench was nothing more than a lowly assistant to a French marine biologist who wanted to study the monstrous creatures of the ocean. One day their ship is captured by a mysterious submersible whose captain takes them as prisoners on his wild travels, his latest claiming to be on a mission to be the first to the Arctic, claiming he can do so as his machine is powered but a mysterious power source. Unfortunately, their trip is doomed as the submersible is attacked by a giant squid that crushes them. The Bench is the only one to escape as he takes the only dive suit k! killing anyone who tries to take it from him. He gets away into the ocean only for the submersible to explode, and Bench is caught in the crossfire. A small amount of ocean water had started to leak into the suit, and the unknown power source turned Bench into water. Bench uses the dive suit to keep his form.

Mystery Man: The great Quintin Beck was once a successful stage magician who used science to create his performances. Unfortunately, his act had gone stale, and no one would attend his shows. He had the idea to create a chemical compound to make himself invisible. It worked…too well.

Electro: Maxwell Dillion was not a good man, so he was sent to the gallows. At the same time, a scientist named Galvini was studying the effects of electricity, especially when it came to living animals. He had shown in previous experiments how he could cause deceased animals to temporarily move again using electricity. But what if the same could happen to humans. He obtained the body of Dillion, to which he hooked up a larger version of his machine to the body and sent the electricity into the body. The body was almost completely destroyed, but Maxwell Dillion did return with electrifying results.

Finally, Kraven the Wolf Hunter: Alexei Kravinoff was the best big game hunter. He called himself the wolf because of the way he would tear into his prey. But he was also very prideful and always wanted bigger and better kills. On his latest trip to Africa, he came upon a Panther. Now the locals had warned Kravinoff that out of all the animals in this area, the Panther was the only creature he was to leave alone as it was sacred to this tribe. Unfortunately, the ever-prideful Kravinoff took it as a challenge and slew one of the great panthers. Enraged, the people demanded why Kravinoff had gone against their request. Kravinoff merely shrugged, claiming he was like the wolves and not bound to respect any sacred animal. The people were enraged and, much to Kravinoff’s horror, well-known for mystical arts. They cursed Kravinoff to turn into the beast he claimed he was. Now he would know the fear of being hunted.

#spider sona #spider verse #across the spiderverse #Spider-man #tw: death #tw: murder

[meine01-main]

My Sonas. Left is Habiko and the right one was called Classic most of the time. Habiko visit her once a month because she’ll get sick and need to visit her so she stay alive (Reson is that they are the same person). Hanahaki force them to stay together.

#hanahaki disease #Sonas #my sonas #Habiko #meeting #suicide #art #drawing #digital #digital art #digital drawing #rp szene #gore #blood #sona #old sona #persona #fursona #gallows #classic #OC

[virtuosin]

@iceflowers

It had been long since Sona last returned to the First Lands for personal venture. When she reflects on it, perhaps the last time was when she last paid a visit to the orphanage in Galrin--her original home. It was a shell of what it once was, but still she returned to pay tribute to her caretakers by offering a private performance. At that time, she felt transported in time, to a simpler age where Ionia had not been torn asunder by the Noxian Empire. She had nearly forgotten the woe of her past, had it not been for the journey home. From the wounded earth to ravaged villages, the scars of the past remain strong on her homeland--even the people were changed. It broke her heart every time she returned to home, yet she finds herself here, again, despite her best interests. The Mageseekers were combing through the city streets of Demacia en masse, their methods becoming far more aggressive following the recent riots. There was only malic in her heart when she considers these individuals, and while she loathed their presence, she also must respect their authority. Not out of respect, but out of self preservation. Not even her noble heritage would save her from the gallows should they catch wind of her magical proclivities--in fact, they may make an example out of her specifically. A woman, beloved to many far and wide for her orchestrations, reduced to being called a ‘witch’ or ‘hag’ that seeks to ensnare poor Demacia to her whims. It would certainly be eye catching if nothing else. And so, to avoid that fate, Sona finds herself traveling the golden fields of north of Weh’le. Traversing these roads was nostalgic to the maven. The flora and fauna of Ionia were unlike anything she’d seen in Valoran. From the Xaolan trees with their prismatic buds to the terrifying Vulkodalk’s many eyes and jagged rows of teeth. These were the staples of home--her true home, a lineage that the Mageseekers would not take from her. “Let’s see...” Sona mutters quietly to herself, hands holding the map with a dainty grip. Lips would purse and brows knit together as she reads the parchment. “I haven’t been this far inland beside Noxian Navori before...but the roads have been quiet.” Lowering the map, cerulean eyes to take a cursory glance at the sky. The sun was still high up above, but in a few short hours it will plummet toward the horizon line. As long as she kept her pace and had no interruptions, she ought to reach the fabled Weh’le before nightfall. As if sensing her trepidation, the etwahl beside her lets loose a range of notes, catching the woman’s attention instantly. Tucking the map inside her satchel, Sona smooths both palms across the broad surface of the instrument, placating its tune with a gentle coo of her own. “I know, you’re eager to be out freely, aren’t you? Let’s give a memorable performance if the market is still lively by the time we arrive.” At once, the etwahl releases a trill of chords, a sense of elation coming from its sonorous wail. Giggling at the humorous response, Sona quietly drifts onwards with etwahl at her side, excitement thrumming inside her chest with the force of a thousand butterflies. If this little ‘vacation’ was necessary then she should at least try to enjoy it for both their sake.

#in harmony || ic #I hope this works! #<3 #wanted to leave it open for Yun to come in whenever #on the road or in town or w/e works #uvu

[v0id-necr0mancer]

Forest gallows

Tyler was a bit of a killer during the demise game, getting hits on at least three people. After all, if they wanted to win it was better to accelerate the process of the game. While they might have been deadly to other living players, they might have forgotten about the dead players that were looking for some living people to kill. People like Tyler, who were still alive.

With their trusty trident in hand, the same one that had killed a fellow horned player, they stalked about the forest they called home for a new victim. They were currently in their secondary form, a being of shadow and static to camouflage themselves better in the shade the forest provided.

A noise sounded to Tyler’s left and they headed in its direction intently and discreetly. Creeping up to a clearing, they made a dismissive sound when they saw no living player to attack. They grumbled lightly to themselves in disappointment, turning around to head home after the unsuccessful hunt. They shifted back to their primary form, colour making itself known on their skin and hair. Their clothes rippled as they regained saturation.

Heading back to their forest home without care of making sound anymore, they didn’t take notice of a greyed out person following them in the trees. A shadow with a malicious grin and a thirst to kill followed the unaware target.

Tyler trudged through the forest, looking for the rock piles they’d put up to know their way through the forest. Sighting one a little ahead, they turned right towards where they knew their base to be. They knew that if they wanted to live in the forest, they had to learn their way around. That knowledge had been useful in killing their latest target…

Lost in thought, they didn’t have time to react when a rope-like vine wrapped around their neck and brought them up into the trees. Their hands flying to their throat and dropping their trident, Tyler struggled as breathing became harder and harder. Kicking their legs out, they pulled at the vine to no avail.

Their lungs were starting to burn with the need for oxygen as the hung from their death noose. The vine was brought tighter against the player’s neck, the victim of this natural gallows gasping for desperately needed air. The executioner watched from up in their branch, the tied next to them on their perch.

“You look like you’re in a tight spot” the greyskin remarked with a grin, looking down at the horned warmblood. Tyler tried to look up, to see who was killing them, but couldn’t see past the shadows of the canopy above them. Their vision starting to black out, they struggled harder against the throes of death and gravity.

The living player’s assailant watched in amusement as the horned bi-colour being started to become weaker and weaker as the oxygen was completely cut off with a simple tightening of the noose. The warmblood became limp and didn’t move again.

“well, that was fun” Sar remarked as they hopped down from the tree branch, looking at their newest victim with a satisfied grin. They left the body swaying up in the forest gallows, off to find more victims.

@fairlyghostlly swings from a tall height

idk if i did your sona right so sorry if i didn’t ajkfgygjaf

#demise 2 #hermitblr demise #txt #demise writing #the void creates

[phosphophyllighte]

With the use of Picrew, I managed to make temporary references for my EP-sona, in use to my drawings.

Top: Barbwire, Error. Middle: Fuze, Ghost Down: Scarecrow, Gallows

Whoever owns these Picrews, thank you; though, I should’ve asked for credit first.

#picrew #entry point #my oc #barbwire #error #fuze #ghost #scarecrow #gallows

[risingbdnewsonline]

Babu Sona murder case: Wife Dipa to walk gallows

Staff Correspondent, Rangpur: A Rangpur court sentenced Snigdha Sarker alias Dipa to death on charge of killing her husband Advocate Rathis Chandra Bhowmik Babu Sona. Bangla News

#News #latest news #online news #breaking news