i finished my master’s degree, got a new tablet and now im dragging up old OC angst to try drawing backgrounds and environments. the redhead dying on the ground belongs to @saixualhealing
Meet Liz Delta, one of my OCs! She's an american alligator who works as a librarian at a large university. Her art style bends and changes often, but nobody in her world (not even her) can perceive it. You, however, can.
She felt cold, extremely cold. There was nothing but darkness, and she couldn’t move.
The place was silent, aside from the occasional sound of something plopping into water.
Liz slowly opened her eyes. She was floating on water, with purple veins growing into the surface, holding her arms, keeping her in one place.
She could see a small light shining beneath her. It was far, there was no way she could reach it, but she still tried anyway. She tried to lift her right hand, only for the veins to tighten around it.
Before she could try again, something else pulled her down into the water. She closed her mouth, hoping to prevent the water to fill her lungs as she struggling to break free from her chains.
However, all attempts were futile as a pair of hands made their way towards her neck, applying pressure to it.
Her eyes widened and her mouth opened in an attempt to scream for help but nothing came out. She was panicking, not just because she was drowning, but because of the face staring down at her.
“Stop struggling.” His voice was clear and loud, despite being underwater. Isen’s eyes were piercing into her soul, and she forced her hands up, grasping at his arms.
The veins holding her back were fusing with her body, making their way under her skin.
Her eyes were flickering between blue and red. Her vision was starting to blur, and her limbs were failing to obey her.
“Monsters like us shouldn’t live.” He said, and all of her strength left her, forcing her to go back to darkness.
The second Jurassic weekly oc belongs to the wonderful @lizisshortforlizard!
Dr. Lizzy Armstrong is a headstrong, smart and brave ethologist, who finds herself in a bit over her head when she joins Jurassic Park's crew of animal handlers.
Lizzy stars in @lizisshortforlizard's fanfiction, Living Dangerously, linked here.
I whipped up some manips of Lizzy, because I was feeling especially inspired! Show her some love guys!
She felt cold, extremely cold. There was nothing but darkness, and she couldn’t move.
The place was silent, aside from the occasional sound of something plopping into water.
Liz slowly opened her eyes. She was floating on water, with purple veins growing into the surface, holding her arms, keeping her in one place.
She could see a small light shining beneath her. It was far, there was no way she could reach it, but she still tried anyway. She tried to lift her right hand, only for the veins to tighten around it.
Before she could try again, something else pulled her down into the water. She closed her mouth, hoping to prevent the water to fill her lungs as she struggling to break free from her chains.
However, all attempts were futile as a pair of hands made their way towards her neck, applying pressure to it.
Her eyes widened and her mouth opened in an attempt to scream for help but nothing came out. She was panicking, not just because she was drowning, but because of the face staring down at her.
“Stop struggling.” His voice was clear and loud, despite being underwater. Isen’s eyes were piercing into her soul, and she forced her hands up, grasping at his arms.
The veins holding her back were fusing with her body, making their way under her skin.
Her eyes were flickering between blue and red. Her vision was starting to blur, and her limbs were failing to obey her.
“Monsters like us shouldn’t live.” He said, and all of her strength left her, forcing her to go back to darkness.
i've been thinking about my most recent pathfinder character, Liz (Elizabeth)
She's a 4'5" catfolk monk (who packs a fucking punch I tell you what. 2d8 per punch, 5 punches per flurry of blows. she doesn't fuck around man) raised by human parents who left home as a teenager for reasons she didn't tell her folks
catfolks also aren't very common in the area so a lot of the people she interacts with have never seen one. local cat experiences microaggressions
however. she's one of the few people who can find the broken-ass rogue of our party after he pulls his little vanishing act so she gets mad props from the rest of the group for that which is nice
my big issue w her is she's just not very interesting imo
other characters we have include an aasimar(iirc) who developed powers over ice through sheer force of will and has a tragic backstory regarding a previous adventuring party (and the first person they ever loved- big props to their player bc they're so cool to learn about)
and a dhampir who went roughly 3/4 of the way through his full vampire transformation against his will before escaping and becoming an adventurer as a means of hiding from his family
but Liz is just kinda there. all the cool stuff about her was made up by our dm bc I gave her free reign to build from what I had for Liz's backstory (raised by human parents, left home looking for a sibling she'd never known/never been told about).
They added on something mysterious going on in the house, the implication that Liz was going to be replaced after she left (possibly by another catfolk), and the fact that the missing sibling was also a catfolk. The fact the missing sibling fled for reasons relating to the arcane, an arcane journal still updating with rough information about the sibling's movements, but also actively changing the specifics on the different journal entries.
Like everything that makes her interesting was Not Me and it makes me kinda sad bc coming up with characters is my favorite part of the game and I'm Bad At It.