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Vos, Wheatley, Romeo
“You made them weak, of course they failed my challenge! Seems they were never worthy to be true champions… But you gave it your best shot, I suppose.”
Wheatley is quiet for a moment, standing over the remains of what had been Sammy. Their gaze flicks over the suspended columns of water and then to Romeo, their movements are stiff and they inhale shakily.
“You sabotaged them, didn’t you..?”
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Wheatley was certain they made them perfect! They spent so much time caring for and teaching them, how could they have perished so quickly?
Surely someone was behind it all 👀
Romeo is a butt, a series, honestly I wouldn’t put it past him to completely disregard Wheatley’s care and get rid of ‘weaker’ Champions.
Oh oh oh! The design for Vos was made by Dragonbma (please check out their art its so beautiful)
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In the season of Mermay, what fish or sea creature would Wheatley be as a merfolk? 🐟
OOC --- I FORGOT IM NOT LATE Anyways, Feesh :) (Ghost Knife-fish)
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I just think they're neat, look at their little tails.
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heymartinah · 3 months
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sketch inspired ina post i saw
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i cannot stop thinking about this does anyone have opinions to add
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huskies709 · 3 years
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i had a character arc over the course of season 2
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You're out of time, make your move. Live or die while the fuse is lit and there's no turning back Kiss your perfect day goodbye, because the world is on fire. Tuck your innocence goodnight. You sold your friends like guns for hire.
WOWOWOWOW, Okay that was a doozy to make, but I quite enjoy the final outcome! This is a “Part 2″ to https://www.tumblr.com/the-admin-but-dumber/708992652895551488/lucas-and-romeo-brawl-both-lost-jesse-reigned?source=share
This took approximately 5 hours to complete? From sketch to final product? I decided to use a different style of doing my art and I quite like it here! Context behind this entire scene is basically when Jesse and their friends are in the terminal, this is whats happened above the bedrock layer thats forming.    Wheatley isn’t a fighter and gets quite beat up, but giving The Order time to find the gauntlet was worth it.The sky going green and lighting up with a storm is a result of Wheatley’s powers, like how Romeo typically fights with fire/fireballs/all that good stuff, very nether based. They have a more energetic way of fighting, that often resulting in using electrical storms to their advantage, or most natural disasters for that matter.Another fun fact, Wheatley is skilled in crystal PVP whereas Romeo is not.
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the-admin-but-dumber · 9 months
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Had absolutely no direction with this one, just started drawing and hoped for the best ☠ New chapter of Calamity and The Catalyst soon, swear it. everyone is in SO much danger.
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The eyes of god.. or something poetic, listen I just wanted to draw the admin’s eyes for the funsies and their human counterparts I suppose... I minus Fred TEEHEE  🤭 🤭 🤭 🤭 🤭 🤭 🤭 🤭 🤭 I PROMISE IM A GOOD PERSON BUT FRED JUST BEING DEAD WAS SO FUNNY. @some-screaming-artist I hope this HURTS YOU. I was listening to That Unwanted Animal the entire time, its SUCH a bop, gives Wheatley and Romeo vibes for anything who cared about that HSAHSA Okay but like, they’re slaying (Fred got slain), I was going to do the order but decided they could hold off for another day. Also I didn’t include the markings because I forgor.
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“Laughing at jokes.”
“Gettings so close.”
Didn’t we know that time goes so slow?
“The memories are fading.”
Healthy relationships? We don’t know her, communication skills? Doesn’t exist apparently.
Wheatley deserves some revenge, you can only bedrock over so many words before bro snaps 💀
In short, Romeo almost loses a limb then gets depowered by Jesse, skill issue tbh. Have another sketch, just to preface, these guys are in no way a healthy couple post bedrocking.
They are horrible, before that? Yes, after? Debatable.
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Soren Faces Consequences
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See how I laugh at you! You’ll never understand, no you’ll never understand, no you’ll never ever ever understand.. See how I run from you... No I’ll never understand, no I’ll never understand, No I’ll never ever ever understand... WARNING! The below short story contains violence.
This wasn’t possible!  Soren took a step back, horrified gaze casted up at the scaled beast looming over him. The dragon was dead, he killed it!.. Or.. Poofed it away. This wasn’t real, this couldn’t be real, it shouldn’t be.. The dragon turned its head down, plooms of smoke rise from its nostrils, its gaping maw glowing with a dangerous purple flame. Soren raises his arms with a gasp, closing his eyes in preparation for impact.   The flame flies past his head, lighting the endstone behind him aflame in a ring. He was trapped with the beast that snarled towards him, approaching with rumbling footsteps. Soren yelps, stumbling backwards until he was practically brushing backs with the purple flame that raored behind.   “Soren The Architect.”     Soren’s blood grows cold as his voice is growled from the beasts jaws, it echoes, the voices of thousands merges together into a haunting melody. The endermen inhabiting the end screech and scream at the dragon’s appearance, linging outside the ring of flames with their jaws agape.     “Ho-..H.. How do you Know m-..My- My name...?”   He manages to choke out in response, the dragons chuffs, blowing a plume of smoke into his face that causes him to fall back onto his arse. The flames crackle and burn only inches away, the heat burning the back of his curly hair.   “I am the admin, Soren.. I know all, I know what you are, and what you’ve done!”   A large clawed hand slams into the stone right beside Soren, the architect letting out a wail of panic and leaning backwards. The beasts head leans down, hovering only inches from his, he can smell the sour stench of smoke and ash in his nostrils. He heaves, the smoke filling his lungs and leaving again.    The Admin?... Admins didn’t exist, book after book he’s read, they weren’t real! And yet he managed to make such a fatal mistake one was at his footstep, with a look that rang the alarm to run as fast as he could.    “You slaughtered Jean, my dear mother’s beloved pet... Blinked her out of existance with a power that wasn’t yours, stole her egg and left it to die in the overworld’s air... And for what... Fame?” Soren stammers pathetically, babbling out apologies as he tries to sit up, the beast pulling its head back with a disgusted grunt. “I’m sorry! Truly, We didn���t mean to misuse the Command Block! We just got out of hand with it, we never meant the harm we caused, they apologized!”    The man pleads, in and instant an enraged roar leaves the beast and he’s thrown to the side, through the flames into the endstone, the dragon trailing after him with steps that rock the island beneath them. The endermen rush to attack, back are merely shoved aside by the beast’s tail, teeth bared it shoves Soren into the stone, clawed paw pressing into his chest. It’s claws pierces his armour, green eyes tearing through what little courage Soren still had.  “THEY APOLOGIZED BUT YOU DID NOT, SOREN THE ARCHITECT. YOU ARE SELFISH, YOU DESTROYED THE DIMENSION I CARED FOR AND MURDERED ITS HEIR.”    It bellows loud in his ear and he cries out in horror, grabbing into one of the dragon’s claws to try and pry the object out from his armour. He wheezed, the dragon’s crushing weight putting pressure on his ribs and lungs. His face goes red, his breathing growing heavy as his head spun. His hearts going down quickly...   And then it lets go, leaving Soren gasping for breath and clutching his chest with unsteady heaves.   “Im sorry! I was just a boy, I was young, I couldn’t have known better! Please you must believe me!” “But you did know that the command block’s power was not to be used, it was to be ‘kept hidden’. And yet you didn’t, you used it for your selfish human greed, created weapons and armour no one could have dreamed of overpowering, gave yourself the materials to ruinthe fortress and turn it into your sorting machine.”    Soren looks into the dragon’s eyes, they burn through his pride, destroy every piece of self worth he claimed to have. Its growls vibrate in the end’s air, its rings in his ears.    It steps towards him, the stone cracking under its weight as its flops onto the ground, tail creating a ring around the two. Soren stands up after a moment, quick breaths causing his lungs to burn and his chest to tighten. His eyes doesn’t leave the beasts’ flaming maw, clouds of smoke raise into the air. “You wanted to play god, so now you will. You want to prove you’re innocent? Now you’ll do as I say and as I say alone, if you don’t want to pay for the lives you took with your own, that is..” Soren swallows, the beast sits itself upwards and holds out a clawed hand and within a egg forms into existence. it glows brighter than the one in the overworld, it’s cracks pulsing like a heart beast. It’s alive.. Soren makes a face, looking up to .. ‘The Admin’, confused. He opens his mouth, but it snarls at him to shut up, and so he does. Only staring at the beast and its newly created egg, a sense of dread dropping into the pit of his stomach. Guilt comes in, the other’s words ringing in his head, it stuns him in place. Though it seemed he didn’t have anywhere to go even if he chose to run, hoards of enraged endermen surround them, their shrieks greatly overpowered by the admin’s booming voice. “Ye- yes.. Yes, Mr admin... Sir.” “You will raise this creature, you will stay imprisoned in this dimension until it hatches and the heir is born. You will be responsible for this child as you killed the first, you will recapture the end just as you have freed it.”  “But I- I can’t do that, no no no that just won’t do! The endermen, they’re be under.. ‘it’s’ control again! The end’s been free for so long I cannot simply imprison it again!” “You do as I say Soren, that is the deal! You will raise this chick and free it into the end, or I will tear you apart and hatch it myself/”   It roars and Soren is forced to cover his ears, he trembles stepping away from the dragon masked admin with a quick nod. He babbles out incoherent sentences, but eventually settles with giving yet another, firmer nod.    The beast almost grins, showing off its toothy maw to the architect as if it were threatening him. It raised a claw, placing it just under his chin and tilting his head up to look into its eyes that soften with a sickly malice glinting in its eyes. “Good, now raise your hand, boy.”   He does as told, fearing the punishment for not doing as such would belosing them. The egg is dropped into his hands soon after, the weight nearly making him collapse as his knees tremble under him. He huffs, hoisting it up closer to his chest and he looks up to the beast that was now standing. It’s scales almost glow... They are glowing!    Soren closes his eyes to escape the light, blinking moments later to be met with a relatively tall woman, he stumbles backwards with a careful hand placed under the egg to prevent dropping it.     The woman approaches him with a coy smile, dressed in green and white armour, her hair hanging past her shoulders. She definitely didn’t look human, her very presence radiating a power similarly to what he’d melt with the command block. “I will return in six months when this egg is to hatch, if I find out you have left it to die yet again i will not make the rest of your days merciful.”     “Six months! I willbe trapped in this world for six months??”   Soren’s mouth gapes as he trails after the admin, tensing when she’d lifted up into the air and hovered just above him, looking down on the architect with a scruntinizing glare. “From what I recall, you had no issue with isolation before. You will live, time works different here afterall.” She was gone before Soren had a chance to respond, or get a word in. He was now left alone, The Haunting of endermen had luckily dispersed but now he had an egg. His heart raced in his chest when he stared down at the egg, a new sense of terror beginning to set in. The End was no longer free. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- They’re so silly, I wanted to show a darker part of Wheatley. While yes Wheatley is a known pacifist and isn’t really keen on violence or murder, trauma stays for years and doesn’t go away quickly, certainly when you don’t get help for it. Romeo’s manipulation reached much further than even he recalled, and while Wheatley is very good at treating The Overworld residents with compassion and kindness, they’ve not forgiven Soren for destroying Xara’s dimension.  This is also what I meant when I mentioned that Wheatley ‘tries’ to befriend most of the old order, some grudges are too great to put aside and Wheatley cannot see themselves ever see Soren in a good light, especially when they were indirectly the cause for the Command Block fiasco. Sometimes nurture takes over nature and things need to be set back into place, even with unorthodox means. (Sorry for all the Soren lovers, I love him too)
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Hello LGBT community, I am so tired but I made some silly sketches of Wheatley (And Romeo I guess 🙄) I really needed a reference for a more I guess 'casual' Wheatley outfit considering they do only have armour variants and drawing a bodysuit all the time when I don't wanna draw armour is kinda silly. Not that it doesn't look fine, but it's not very interesting to look at.
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I repurposed Wheatley's old(old) design, where they had like a jacket mixed with armour and turned it into this just so they're a lil bit more cozy. Besides, going into the underneath in full armour may be rather intimidating. Also they're slaying the heels. I'll reblog with the design they had originally like 4 years ago(?)
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Unlikely Friendships
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   Wheatley never understood Magnus, or people in general, this was Romeo’s generation of mortals and they were far different from the underneath. Since his defeat, they never bothered to communicate or engage with many of Romeo’s generation of people. Especially Magnus, he was loud, abbrasive, hot headed, and increadibly impulsive.   And not to mention destructive, Wheatley hated to see the world in shambles, torn to bits by explosives and Boomtown was full of uncovered craters and leveled terrain. They could just never imagine getting to.. Know Magnus.     Magnus felt equally as such, Wheatley was too passive for his taste, he wasn’t fun! He strayed away from the destructive beauty he created, cowered at the sound of explosions and covered their ears. They never seemed interested in what Magnus had to say, never bothered to stop and say ‘Hello!’ and certainly didn’t seem interested in engaging in Magnus’ explosive activities.     But it was all Jesse’s idea, ‘Get to know each other! You need some socialization.” Jesse always seemed so keen that Wheatley got to know the Old Order and Beacontown’s residents in general. Of course Jesse wasn’t wrong, Wheatley had grown incredibly lonely in the days that passed, cooped up in the terminal so long his fur had grown knotted and unkept. Where would be the harm in trying?   Who would have known it could have gone so well? It took some arguments, back and forth, and some tossed words but as days passed they found each other grown accustomed to each other. Wheatley reminded Magnus of Ellegaard, she was always so isolated and smart-mouthed and since her passing it was almost nice to hear the constant nagging about hygiene and keeping safe from dangers.    It started with Magnus pestering the admin about why they didn’t like explosions. “They’re loud, they’re fine for a moment but then you hear the hiss and it’s akin to a creeper. You feel cold, blood drains from your face and before you know it your senses are filled with.. Chaos. The ringing rocks your head, the ground shakes beneath your feet and rattles your heart and bones. The sound travels for miles, and admins have sensitive hearing, sensitive in general. We experience everything on a heightened level, we’ll never be hurt by the explosion but the experience is enough to drive us away.” And so, Magnus had a plan. Was it a good one? Of course not, it’s Magnus.     Wheatley seemed unsure when Magnus had come to them the first time with the idea in hand, scribbled messily on a piece of paper. It was trecherous, possibly life threatening, but with the presence of an admin Magnus had all the confidence in the world! Of course.. It took weeks of convincing to make Wheatley agree.    And there they were now, Magnus pushing the limit his body gave him to charge down the walkway made from TNT summoned at the admin’s command, with each step the TNT lit up behind him, falling into the empty sky below them and exploding a great distance down without the risk of it hitting the earth below.  Magnus’ heart raced as he chased the green admin through the sky, chanting and yelling excitement with Wheatley’s enthusiastic encouragement.       Blocks of TNT appeared a few feet ahead him at all times, ensuring he’d not fall and plummet to the world below, even if he knew Wheatley would be there to catch him. It felt strange to put trust in someone he’d only met a few months before, but the toothy grin Wheatley gave him without an ounce of hesitation assured him that their unlikely friendship wasn’t just some appearance mumbo jumbo to stop Jesse’s constant badgering.
WOW, okay, so I don’t really write much so be nice with this I wrote it up in like under an hour because I drew this funny sketch and had inspiration to make a sweet little short story about Wheatley and Magnus’ friendship. Depending on who lives, Wheatley obviously befriends Ellie or Magnus but I wanted to do this one first for the funnies. Should I do Ellie next? I had the idea to do something like this for each member of the Old Order as Wheatley does *try* and befriend each other them out of curiosity and Jesse’s encouragement, Romeo made them afterall and they need to get out more.  Idk let me know :eyes:  I love my stupid little admin guy I hope you guys do too <3
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Welcome to Episode 1 of I am inconsistent ;) Also I don’t know how to draw Jack, be nice. Anyways, we love angsting Jack, so much, we love making him absolutely WREAK of angst and sadness. Anways, Wheatley reveals the truth about Sammy and Vos at some point in the underneath.  I don’t wanna give away all the information of this scene but👀 Alot of crying, alot of anger, 10/10, Jack needs a hug. Maybe from his old friends.
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Imposter
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“Hey Pal, are you feeling alright?” Sammy wasn’t supposed to be alive, he had her inventory. Then why was she right there?...
Im hitting such a huge artblock, I’m so sorry for my less than ideal artwork as of late but I want to at least post some ideas that have been swimming about. Some more Wheatley..ish? stuff, Sammy! I love Sammy, such a shame we got to see like, none of her aside from inventory. I think I mentioned a while ago that Wheatley does take Sammy’s form in the sea temple while Romeo took Vos’, explaining her inventory as “just another one of the admin’s tricks!” and happily takes back ‘her’ inventory. I think the relationship between Wheatley and Jack is really interesting to me, def one of my favourite parts of their story, I wanna talk about it more sometime. ‘Sammy’ is eventually revealed to just be another admin, though at a much later date than ‘Vos’, either being revealed in the prison or in The Terminal.    Definitely a pretty traumatic thing on Jack’s part that Wheatley does want to make amends with, and they do have a way to make up for it! The real Vos and Sammy aren’t dead.
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the-admin-but-dumber · 11 months
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"Upon entering the town, I can no longer save you from death, traveler. Do you understand?" They're silent for a moment, twitching and shifting on their perch before adding. "If he finds you, you will be on your own. Goodluck."
Guys I promise I'll fully render something for Wheatley or any character eventually, writing had just taken up all my time and I've been hyperfixating on Destiny... (Very fun game) Anyways, a choice thing, wow! Traveler is obviously The Player (Jesse/Jessie), may render a response to the most picked option and make some sketch responses to the other. If you have your own dialogue in response feel free to add that too, I've been wanting to do these little interactive things because they seem so fun and seem like a fun way to engage with the character.
Your actions have consequences.
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have some more Wheatley sketches I made last night because I had a sudden energy spike, as well as Romeo and Wheatley being a lil sus  🤨 (They smoochin x1) I wanted to show off Wheatley’s wings a bit more, since they never really use them unless they’re actively fighting or flying with The Order. Think of them as glorified Elytra, they take alot of energy to use give they’re like an extension of arms. They usually just hide them since they get in the way anyways.  Also some more Wheatley personality stuff, yeah, they aren’t too fond of humans. They’ll be kind to them and nuture them and all, but they see them more as sentient dolls or insignificant. Not to Romeo’s extent of course, but they’re still shaking off his influence and ideals. They also hate being touched by them in any sense, tapped to get their attention and so on, unless its their son or a select few Beacon town residents they’ll actively avoid being in arms reach of people.
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