#galacticpan

[fellomenking]

A few days pass since the child encountered the Fell Omen. The little one happens to stumble upon a small gathering of marigolds and decides to give the kind being a flower as a “thank you.” They shyly walk up to him after spotting him.

The Fell Omen watched in silence as he was approached by the little one. The child extending their hand, offering to him a gift in the form of flowers. Marigolds.

Without word, he extended his hand to accept the gift.

... The size of the Fell Omen was enormous. The child could sit in his hand if they wanted.

#galacticpan #Seriously Morgott is humongous

[cozylittleartblog]

What would Val be like as a friend?

he looks out for people :) only so much of it is programming, he cares about people so much, more than anyone else in his unit did - even if he acts like he's only hanging around out of obligation or convenience. so you can imagine it's hard being friends with so many folks who do such dangerous work for a living, but he says those are the kinds of people who need someone to lean on most of all. he hates feeling unappreciated, and he'll give you a verbal beating if you need sense knocked into you, but no matter what happens his clinic doors are always open to you

also he's generally very quirky and sillygoofy, he is not a robot who tries to humanize himself. he is strange, and he thinks everyone Else is the strange one.

#val #robots #ask #galacticpan #static sky #its 4am i am thinking about mr val thsi morning and picking out another random ask about him to answer #what a strange fellow. he's one of my favorites #he hates when tessa gets hurt or dies. even though she literally... Grows Back. and wakes up. please stop getting hurt :( #and he's always giving Davis second opinions on his cybernetics; as a robot himself he thinks he can help see if anything's not quite right #he always checks nisha's harnesses and equipment before she goes on a dome repair run. she is crawling around on the sky #and that is a HELL of a distance to fall. why does a robot have chronic anxiety what kind of 'Feature' is this #he can help people. he's built to help people. he wants to help people. so if you're someone he calls his friend he is going to do #as much as he can to help you even in spite of his busy schedule and his grumpy 'i dont care' attitude #but when push comes to shove. you get to see his big dumb stupid heart #-- metaphorically that is. sorry did he leave one sitting out somewhere? that needs to be in storage #god i wish i had the energy to make comics i NEED TO SHOW OFF MY FUNNY LITTLE GUYS but i am SO TIRED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #throws crumbs onto the internet instead

[living-with-outcasts]

Love the characters! Is the story generally gonna be like slice of life, or are there some darker moments as well?

Mun Mellow here: 1. Happy to hear you like the characters! 2. It'll seem like a slice of life with how it starts off with Elliot and Ellie! but I would say both cause its like some slice of life funny moments with a mix of situations that will be dark when going further into the story! <:)

#mun mellow #galacticpan #ask #lwo info #lwo #living with outcasts

[ask-the-shy-guy]

As he watched them walk away, he couldn't help but wonder: was the voice behind the message that of a familiar face? 

He gazed at the new toy, then reached out to take it. He turned the wind-up key, just like his friend before him - and as he listened sadly, he listened alone.

#shy096.txt #galacticpan

[musekicker]

Flying, knowledge, peace

Wing:  Tall, pale green with white with green tip head and arm feathers. He has three sets of bird wings due to Vykker experiments 

Has a sort of "calming presence" power that only works on other Mudokons. At least, that's what was meant to be the case. The idea was for him to be able to be a calming presence in case any up risings did happen. What ends up happening is that Wing  slowly starts to understand how other species work. Yes, his calming power only works on Mudokons but being able to hit the right pressure points on someone and be able to cause things like make a limb stop responding for a bit works on almost everyone.

With that knowledge he taught himself over time Wing escapes, taking some fellow Mudokons with him. 

The Mudokons he escaped with start to revere him. Wing takes that reverence and runs with it, using it to keep a following for his own gain.

A good liar, and good at reading others emotions. 

#oddworld #galacticpan

[chrislanier]

#galacticpane https://www.instagram.com/p/B1C8WNzh5HL/?igshid=2r6gd27sss8u

#galacticpane

[fellomenking]

“A-are you taking me somewhere safer?” Marigold asked, still settled upon Margit’s shoulder.

Where could the Omen take them, if he himself was rejected just as much as Marigold was?

"Perhaps," answered the omen.

"There is no place within the walls of Leyndell for one such as I. But it would weigh most heavily upon my shoulders if thou would'st fall under my watch. But the grace-given lord is not without mercy... He would take thee in."

#galacticpan

[fellomenking]

The child comes up to Margit, one day, excited about something. “I came up with a name for myself! Well, I thought about it for a while, but I like it enough now! Marigold is my new name, since I like the flower so much.” They looked both excited and nervous, waiting for their friend’s thought on the name.

"Marigold, yes... T'is a name most befitting," said the Fell Omen.

He had his back turned. One might have assumed the omen was indifferent to the child's presence, until he at last turned.

There was a package, small in his hand. But just the right size for the child.

There were clothes inside... Nothing overtly extravagant. But comfortable.

"For thee," said Margit.

#galacticpan

[fellomenking]

Following Margit’s instructions, Marigold soon found themselves being taken to the Leyndell palace by a tree sentinel. They were nervous, to say the least. They’ve never encountered royalty before. What if they say or do the wrong thing? What if the Grace-Given Monarch wouldn’t take them in? They wished Margit were with them, but they understood the Omen was a busy being.

Nervousness ate away at them.

The sentinel was quiet the whole way. Keeping the child seated in front, the golden-armored knight rode through the capital of Leyndell, glorious even in it's state of disarray.

Indeed. The Shattering had taken it's toll on many... Imps watched from the rooftops, eying the tree sentinal as he rode through the streets, but dared not move from their perches. Perfumers worked tirelessly to tend the sick and wounded. Some were too far gone. Yet still, they did what they could to ease their suffering.

Yet the Erdtree stood tall, and magnificent as ever... A beacon of hope during trying times. And at the foot of the tree, the white-gold palace of the absent queen.

And the Grace-Given monarch remained as tireless as ever, to ensure that the city was contented... A task that was easier said than done.

True to his title, the veiled monarch concealed his face with an intricately woven veil that rested upon his head. At first glance, one could have easily mistaken him for a man of the cloth, for he was clad only in simple cloth robes.

#galacticpan #apologies for taking so long!

[fellomenking]

galacticpan

The child bashfully averts their eyes. “I-I’m really sorry.” They stammer out. They seem young, but their figure reveals that they’re barely past the point of starvation. Weeks of traveling through muck and filth are apparent on their skin and rags.

Still, the omen remained quiet.

In his silence, Margit had observed the young child, taking note of their appearance...

Clad in rags, the little one was naught but skin and bone. A clear sign of malnutrition.

"... What is thine name?"

#galacticpan

[fellomenking]

“W-why are Omens so hated?” The child asked, now unofficially naming themselves Marigold since they held fondness for the flower. “I-I don’t think they’re so bad, you’re really nice.”

Margit was... Silent. Looking down upon the little one.

The child was innocent... Young, and ignorant to the ways of the Golden Order.

A long sigh was all he could offer, before turning his gaze forward... To the Erdtree...

#galacticpan

[cozylittleartblog]

Does Val have any lingering trauma from when he was employed?

off the top of my head, i can't see him having any trouble he wouldn't find on his own, though being dropped in active war zones is... Not Fun. he's cheaper and easier to replace than repair. constantly getting pushed around and forced to act like human life is a product still doesn't sit right with him 30 years later, either. the thought of being found out and hunted down is the worst of it i think, it would keep him up at night if he didn't Literally have an off switch

... maybe he should have davis run through his system again for trackers though. he's already done it like 14 times but y'know he hasn't taught nisha how to do it yet, could double as a learning experience.

#val #static sky #galacticpan #ask #oc #original character #robots #art #doodles #hey y'know his model is 50 years old they dont make parts for him anymore its 3P or Die #hey y'know selling 3P parts for this company's androids is suuuuper illegal? #oh he is constantly living on the edge and hoping nobody gives a shit #hes been off on his own for Thirty Years but maybe they're just taking their sweet time #maybe they just plain can't find him #he can't think abt this stuff for too long or he loses his mind

[fellomenking]

Hi! I just wanted to say thank you for rping with me! I’m fairly new to this so I apologize if I make any mistakes. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed my character’s interactions with Morgott!

Oh lordy, just got back home from work!

You're all good! I'm glad you have fun! And I do apologize if I seem to peeter out! ^^

#galacticpan

[cozylittleartblog]

Your ocs are so adorable! I love the characters from Static Sky especially (Val is my fav honestly haha)

thank you!!! val has been getting a lot of attention lately, probably because of artfight come to think of it wbhjdfjbh. i have some asks i need to answer with him 😅 always debating whether or not to stick Images on those. he's like... my underappreciated fav, i always forget how much i like him until i write him or i read his profile and then i remember how GOOD HE IS ♥

side-note everybody who sends asks about my ocs i hope you find $20 on the ground tomorrow and your crush kisses u

#ask #galacticpan #he got attacked a lot this year Good He Deserves It!!!! #very funny of me to suddenly have this huge interested in my static sky characters #and then i got double sucker punched by TOH and deltarune and i STILL have not recovered over a year later

[ask-the-shy-guy]

The researcher’s heart ached at the sight of the sobbing Euclid. “Hey, you’re ok. You didn’t do anything.” They gently patted his shoulders. Despite being blindfolded, the small figure looked away, “I guess I just did that because…I saw a part of myself in you…” Their voice drifted off, as if visiting painful scenes from their own past. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

096 whimpered, burying his face in his hands. What did this person say…? He wished to know more.

It took him a few moments to return his focus to them. He brought his knees close to his ribcage as a wheeze escaped his chest. The deep silence was proof of his willingness to listen.

He was preparing himself to pat one of their shoulders for the first time in an attempt to repay their consoling gestures when a ringing voice spoke over the intercom:

"The visit ends in five minutes. Make sure to exit SCP-096's containment cell safely. It's on the verge of tearing off your blindfold."

…

Certainly, that was their right to believe. After all, how was the Euclid supposed to prove them wrong?

Looking down, he pulled his large hand away from the researcher.

Nothing at all. Nothing at all…

#shy096.txt #galacticpan #(let me know if you would like me to tag you in your previous asks so that this lil' story would be complete in one place <3)

[ask-the-shy-guy]

(Kindly researcher and 096 in a nutshell) You’re my friend now! We’re having soft tacos later!

(He'd definitely give tacos a shot if it made his pal happy uwu💜)

#mun.answers #galacticpan