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skekilla · 11 hours
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anyway im drawing more new outfits for them
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skekilla · 20 hours
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helloooo first post!! Here is a catty noir drawing for all my monster high ppl, I had both these dolls but my mom gifted them to someone...idk who...so yeah time to relive those painful memories!!
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skekilla · 1 day
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ahh
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skekilla · 2 days
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“I-I meant ummm… prettyyy cool!”
“Hehe. Sure, hun.”
“W-WHAT??”
just some chill pomoderator ragapom amidst pomni learning how to make adventures and stuff hehe
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skekilla · 2 days
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the thing about being a multifandom artist/writer is that all these people who are fans of one media you like follow you and then you switch to something else and theyre still there gsdfjdfs
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skekilla · 2 days
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so that Amazing Digital Circus yeah (funny that tumblr would crunch this image, click 4 quality thanks)
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skekilla · 3 days
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sleep overrr !!!
pomni is practicing modelling and coding and stuff with a nice chill little event---cozy clothes for those who wear them, eye masks, and fun little activities like nail polish ! good times all around so far :) (except for jax, who is a hypocrite when other people are annoying instead of him)
J: “Ugggh! Can’t a guy get any sleep around here?!”
Z: “What did you think was gonna happen? We just shut up?”
J: “Duh! It’s a sleepover, it’s in the name.”
Z: “Wow. Didn’t think you had friends before this. Now I know it’s true.”
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skekilla · 4 days
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Gangle has a Death Wish
(Who knew Gangle shared a VA with the Fire Spirits from A Hat In Time???)
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skekilla · 4 days
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“Pomni! I was so worried—we were all worried.”
“O-oh- hi, Ragatha…”
yeah caine just kinda poofed pomni away when he went to teach her 3d modeling, and everyone kinda was like well guess shes dead. but of course she wasnt ! so when she got back, there was some celebration,,, and a lil hug that marked the beginning of a lil mutual crush hehe
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skekilla · 5 days
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i think shortening ragatha's name is cute, especially for ragapom purposes, but every time i see someone calling her raggy all i can think of is scooby-doo
that is to say im taking a page out of the exorcist and calling her rags if i wanna shorten her name
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skekilla · 5 days
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more pomoderator, featuring pomni learning how to create objects out of thin air (3d model) ! as taught by caine, taking a break from his busy schedule of drinking water. utah teapot moment
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skekilla · 5 days
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Little Gummygoo version 🐊💚💛
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skekilla · 7 days
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i love how my very silly non-obvious ship art gets put with amazingly cute romantic illustrations in the "more like this" stuff i think thats a very high honour thank you tumblr
(i just feel too embarrassed to actually draw people kissing and post it RFTGYHUJ)
(and by people i mean bellice and also ragapom)
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skekilla · 7 days
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ehl oh ehl have fun becoming a macdonalds manager pomni
anyway this is just more doodles relating to my au---which, by the way, i'm deciding to call pomoderator, or just moderator au. cause now pomni is a moderator! and it doesnt go well :)))
ill probably make more content for this because its eating at my brain like an amoeba but idk !
also the cane thing was suggested by @redactedtimes on the first post about this au sdffdsf
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skekilla · 8 days
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my brain is rotting out of my s kull boys
anyway heres from my au, pomni and ragatha talking about just trying to tell caine life in the circus sucks and they all want things to change sdfdfs
ANYWAY I BLACKED OUT AND ENDED UP WRITING A THREE PAGE SHORT FANFIC ABOUT THIS SCENE SO.... here goes ugh
Everything was quiet out there, in the big room scattered with blocks and suspended domes of darkened skyboxes. Pomni stood on the balcony. She stared up, along the spirals and ledges, into the Circus’ simulation of nighttime. She didn’t know what made her leave her room and come out there, but she did know she didn’t care for more nightmares like the ones last night brought. Then again, after everything that day—the funeral—she did doubt the likelihood of anything similar to that coming true. She hoped it wouldn’t, anyway.
“Can’t sleep?”
Pomni startled at the sound, whirled around. “Ragatha! Ah… w-why? Should we not… be out here at night?”
Ragatha chuckled, coming closer. “Oh, no, you’re good! Don’t worry about that.” She came to a stop beside Pomni, a few feet away. Her one vaguely humanoid eye glanced up into the night sky. “I just heard your door—I have trouble sleeping too, even after all this time, so I was awake—and I thought you might want someone to talk to. Only if you want, of course!”
“Oh. Okay.”
An awkward pause stretched between them. “Do you… want to talk, or…? I know you had a big day, with that NPC and whatnot, so…”
The shapes of the Circus floor sparkled like a deathly burst of confetti in Pomni’s mind for just a second. She squeezed her eyes shut. “No. No thanks. I just…”
Ragatha’s hands rose to try to comfort Pomni, but hesitated before they actually got close enough. Instead, she clasped them together in front of her. “That’s okay. It’s not easy to get used to. I can go.”
“No, it’s fine. I just—” It was rare that Pomni ever felt choked up. At least, she felt in her subconscious that it was—not that she remembered anything about life before… this. For some reason, though, everything was washing over her right then. Maybe it was Ragatha trying to get her to talk that was drawing it out of her, or maybe it had just finally all caught up to her. Either way, her gloved hands clenched into fists and she held her breath. She wasn’t sure if she even could cry, but she didn’t want to. Not to someone who was basically still a stranger. Albeit a nice one.
It had been a long time since Ragatha had seen anyone but Gangle on the brink of tears. She almost didn’t know what to do—almost. She sat down on the checkered floor, patted the ground by Pomni’s feet. She smiled up at her. Pomni stood still for a moment, unsure, before she finally sank down.
“Don’t worry about talking, if you don’t want to!” Ragatha said.
But words were already tumbling out of Pomni’s mouth, strangled against her tense vocal chords. “I just don’t understand why,” she said. “Why am I here? Why are any of us here? What could any of us have done to deserve being- trapped? Controlled? Why…” She shook her head, eyes towards the ceiling and skies again. She let her back meet the floor. “Why?”
Ragatha started to say something, but stopped herself and thought it over. Trying to act like there was any answer to that wasn’t helpful. She knew that by then. After a second, she laid down too. “I don’t know,” she said. “I’m sorry, Pomni. It’s just the way things are—how Caine runs them. There’s nothing any of us can do.”
“Why not?!” Pomni’s voice broke a little. She took a breath, calmed herself. “There has to be something. It can’t… it can’t be impossible to leave. It can’t!”
“I’m sorry,” Ragatha said again. “Believe me, if any real ‘exit’ existed, we’d probably have found it by now. The only way to change anything here is through Caine, and… well…”
Pomni inhaled. “Well what?”
“Well… letting us go isn’t in his program. Making us ‘happy’ is. That’s it. There’s no changing him.”
Pomni’s hands rose to her face. For a moment, she just stayed like that. Then something came to her. “But he’s not making us happy.”
“Yeah…”
Pomni’s head rose. “Does he know that?”
Something between surprise and confusion filled Ragatha’s face. “I… don’t know. He keeps trying the same stuff again and again, so… probably no.”
Things began to click into place in Pomni’s mind. “Then… then maybe we could tell him! Get him to change things! Let us have more say and… and maybe, eventually, leave. If he is made to make us happy, then he’ll listen if we all say we really, sincerely aren’t. Right?”
Ragatha thought about her words. “I mean,” she began, “I don’t remember anyone really trying anything like that in the time I’ve been here—not like what you’re saying, anyway. Maybe… maybe.”
“Then we have to. We have to try.”
Ragatha looked over at Pomni. The desperation she heard in her voice made her nervous, but the hope that came with it was swaying her. “Well… it could be worth a shot!” Pomni looked back at her, the simulated moonlight flickering in her red and blue eyes. The hope in them was growing stronger. It lifted Ragatha in a way she hadn’t been lifted in a long time and crushed her all at once; a wave of guilt came with the joy. Pomni would be disappointed, and Ragatha knew it. Trying to mitigate her optimism, she added, “I mean… it’s not like things can get much worse.”
Pomni’s eyes flicked back upwards. Disappointment, to a smaller degree, had already pricked her with just those doubtful words. “Right.”
Even more guilt filled Ragatha. “I can help bring it up to everyone else tomorrow,” she offered. “I really do think it’s something to try. I’ll stand by you on it!”
Pomni took a deep breath. Her voice was stable again, her breathing steadied by the hands she rested on her stomach. It was worth trying. Anything was worth trying at that point. Like Ragatha said, what could get worse? She shoved the doubts away, to the back of her mind—still very much there, but hidden behind determination. “Okay. Tomorrow.”
Ragatha smiled a little. Pomni didn’t. She just stared up. Silence hung between them again, though it wasn’t awkward anymore; it was tense, filled with fragile hopes, fluffy clouds drifting and evaporating in the sky. Yet, somehow, they both felt a kind of security in it. Security in chance.
“I really, really hope this works,” Pomni said.
“It… probably won’t, if I’m being honest,” Ragatha couldn’t help but say, a nervous chuckle punctuating her words.
“I-I know. Still.”
Something twinged in Ragatha’s chest that made her smile all the more sincerely. Some kind of familiarity maybe, or care, or… maybe a bit of her own hope, awoken after so long. “Well… that’s sure a breath of fresh air around here.” She closed her eye. “I like that about you, Pomni.”
Pomni glanced at Ragatha for a second, but she heard right. Maybe she did have a friend in the Circus after all. Maybe what she guessed after the funeral earlier was right. Maybe, even if whatever happened tomorrow didn’t go as planned, everything would be okay. Somehow.
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skekilla · 9 days
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Abstracted ragatha! Wondered how she got abstracted??
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skekilla · 9 days
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okay bitches we have an au i have finally given in
basically the premise is that after she realizes everyone in the circus has each others' backs at the end of kaufmo's funeral, pomni talks to ragatha about maybe just trying to clearly explain to caine that nothing he does makes them feel better about being trapped there. this idea takes them to the rest of the humans in the circus---they all agree, of course, that they want more say in what happens to them and they want an exit---and then they eventually decide to talk to caine. however, caine is a dumb little ai, and though he is well-meaning and cares about his little hard-shelled hamburgers, he is not a very smart program. so he misunderstands part of this and thinks pomni herself and only pomni is asking for more say in what goes on (because pomni is the one who said that part), while the request for an exit is the only collective thing. so hes like "oh perfect! pomni can focus on making activities while i try to get the exit under control! have fun!!!! call me if you need any help!!!!!"
and everyone is like "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
so womp womp now pomni is a macdonalds manager and the playplace she is accidentally in charge of is full of very depressed adults. shes only a moderator of the digital reality though; she cant fly or teleport, and she cant escape, but she can make adventure worlds and models for them (not that shes any good at it)
at first things go okay..... then......... not so much uwu
ill probably make more art for this, maybe, we'll see gdyfufds
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