#msdcu

[manda-kat]

Guess who just finished draft one?!?!?

THIS GIRL!

Guess who now has to make a forty-five page story into a full-length novel through some act of extreme effort?

*now crying* This girl.

#msdcu

[manda-kat]

Melanie?

Melanie.

#msdcu #oc #my daughter #she's babey

[manda-kat]

I feel like y'all are gonna feel so betrayed by this plot twist sgsggsgeghd

#msdcu

[manda-kat]

🎵 On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

A plague bird dressed up as a tree. 🎶

Gotta do some holiday doodles with my favorite family of creepy doctors.

#msdcu #plague doctor #oc

[manda-kat]

Did a sketch of a MSDCU character:

You know that plant I keep mentioning? This is who he used to be. He has very tiny lips, but that's mostly because I didn't use any references, I just doodled this for fun.

This is the big bad of the entire series, so get used to hating that face

#msdcu #art

[manda-kat]

Day 251

Today was my birthday OwO

I had a fun day!

My mom got me Cats and Dogs and Parenthood for the Sims.

And an awesome vest

My sister gave me some scrunchies!

We went to McDonalds

Mostly for convenience sake. We brought a cheesecake with us, parked in a field and had a picnic in the car.

It was so good.

Chiggin nuggest UuU

I also drew a little sketch of Robbie and Ada

It's really sloppy, but I just wanted to have some fun with them

Ada is simultaneously my innocent baby character and the most perverse creep in the series

She is attracted to supernatural horrors and she makes that the supernatural horrors' problem

Robbie is in a confused state and thinks that she is Melanie, his first love.

So he'll do anything for her (even kill) but doesn't love her he just mistakes her for someone else

Which shows how foggy his mind is, since Ada and Melanie don't look anything alike.

He just saw a girl about his age and went "welp, that's mine, I guess."

My poor yandere son

Gotta love writing relationships that are inherently toxic

(I actually mean that without sarcasm, because a bad relationship gives a lot of drama opportunities, and though it isn't my go-to, it is a fun way to break my OCs)

#mandalogs #msdcu

[manda-kat]

Ada: I read today that two out of every ten Americans break their bones annually. So eight out of every ten Americans do NOT break their bones annually. I have never broken a bone, therefore by the law of transitivity, I am eight out of ten Americans.

Marshal: for the last time that is not how that works...

#msdcu #incorrect quotes #source: ice cream sandwhich

[manda-kat]

I JUST WOKE UP FROM THE WILDEST DREAM

I was dreaming about my own OCs, which was amazing. Woody and his family went to the beach and unbeknownst to them, they were being watched. Some little shapeshifting creatures wanted to slip into society as humans, but were having trouble finding human forms they liked. But then they saw Woody and knew... He was the one. Shshgsgdggd my dream literally had a scene of Woody slow-motion running on the beach as these things watched him in awe and wonder. They were all like "THE IDEAL HUMAN BODY!!!" And they decided to disguise themselves as him. All of them. Every one of them turned into another version of Woody. Which did not help them blend in.

Also Jack Black was there, but he was evil because bees invaded his house and the internet made fun of him for it so the logical response to that was to unleash the Minecraft nether upon humanity.

#msdcu

[manda-kat]

Ada: Marshal, what would you say if I came home with a monster boyfriend?

Marshal: ...

Ada: ...

Marshal: ... Ada, who is hiding behind that door?

Ada: ... I think you know.

#incorrect quotes #msdcu

[manda-kat]

Melanie: What human is worth dying for? They're all so evil and broken! Why should I care?

Me: Oh shoot her arc is literally going to be the message of the gospel ain't it? Can't say I'm upset.

#msdcu

[manda-kat]

I liked this part too much to not post it here. They’re talking about the classification of the creatures:

"If there are ghosts, they would fall under our jurisdiction, but we can't say for sure if they exist. Usually, we don't classify subjects as well-known monsters of myth. It helps avoid confusion."

"I'm confused."

Simon sighed, "If it looks like a duck, walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, then it is a terrestrial creature of identifiable origin and biological construction. If you call it a duck, you might get attached."

"Believe it or not," Vale said, "Attachment is a serious issue here. Many dangerous creatures that threaten our safety manage to look and act like harmless animals or objects. If it looks like a duck, walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, watch out because it might be that horrible goose lady that curses people."

#msdcu #if you remember the horrible goose lady then you're the real OG #vale will tiptoe around the existense of ghosts but the goose lady annoys him enough for him to warn everyone he meets

[manda-kat]

On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

Two joking nerds and a- yeah, I know it isn't the twelve days of Christmas yet, but I drew the first one and now I'm obsessed.

Arthur is not too happy with the thematic similarities that Ada has found between him and a certain holiday icon. Also, I finally put some detail on her mothman hoodie.

#msdcu #arthur #ada #oc #christmas

[manda-kat]

I did a little sketch of Nicholas Vale without using an eraser. Carrying guilt, while death follows behind.

Also, I didn't forgo the eraser as a challenge, I just was too lazy to grab one.

#oc #art #msdcu #director vale

[manda-kat]

Join the cults of the MSDCU

Cephalopod: We've got massive amounts of power, able to achieve all of your crazy fantasies!

Corvid: We're like a club of mad scientists and have the best fashion style.

Attendants: With us, you can join a brotherhood sworn to defend and uphold the natural order of things. This is the noblest calling.

The Black Dog: Wanna kill people and not feel guilty for it?

Wide Eye: BECOME A FLESH PUPPET OF MY OWN TWISTED DESIRES!!! BOW TO THE MACHINE! BOW TO THE MACHINE!!! YOUR SOUL BELONGS TO THE MEDIA I FEED YOU!!! MWAHAHAHHAAHAHHAH!!!!

#msdcu #guess who has the most members? #everyone loves bowing to the machine

[manda-kat]

Let me know how you guys like this MSDCU snippet.

They always came out at night. 

They would lie in wait on the well-trodden path, waiting for their prey to pass by. Their skin stretched tight over their air-filled bodies as they released their haunting cries into the suburban sky. Their backs were slick with poison, excreted from their pores, threatening anything that dared to touch them. Their pupils were tilted sideways, like a demonic goat as they surveyed the area, ready to feast. They hungrily leaped at whatever moved, even at each other, swallowing whatever would fit in their gaping mouths.

And there were thousands of them. 

"There's one!" Melanie's hand shot out and she grabbed a toad off of the sidewalk. It croaked unhappily, wiggling in her hand, "Hello, little gentleman. Aren't you cute?"

She moved underneath a streetlamp to inspect her catch. Haunting cry, poisonous glands, sideways pupils… yep. This was an adult male American toad. 

She set it back onto the pavement and it hopped under a bush. A creature like that sure would be scary to a bug or a smaller toad, but to her, it was just a cute garden animal. She supposed that a girl like her was terrifying to the toads. It was all a matter of perspective. 

A street light at the end of the block flickered, eventually cutting out as the sound of a car rumbling down the pothole-ridden street rose through the air. 

One by one the lights disappeared, dousing the approaching vehicle in shadow. It didn't have any headlights on. It just crawled through the night, almost invisible.

Melanie drew close to the bush behind her, not afraid of the vehicle, but feeling a sense of unease rise within her. Whoever was inside of it didn't have good reasons to be there. 

She was almost lying inside of the bush as the car reached where she was standing. She held her breath, waiting for it to roll by. 

The engine stopped. It froze right in front of her and the side door slid open. 

The inside of the car hung there in space, gaping like a mouth awaiting its food. Something was inside of it. Someone was staring at her. It moved and a gloved hand extended out of the car, beckoning for her. 

"Melanie Grace?" Said a muffled voice, "We are associates of your father, please come with us."

Her feet were running before she even knew what she was doing. They slapped the sidewalk and rang out into the still and quiet night. The car screeched as it turned around to follow her, roaring like a hungry beast. 

She was its prey. 

Every window in every house she passed was dark. She could barely see the end of the sidewalk as it quickly approached. 

Another car pulled up in front of her and she hit the side of it, rolling across the hood with momentum. She should have been hurt, but she just hit the pavement and kept running. Dark cars were everywhere, down every street and around every corner. 

Men stepped out of a van parked in front of her, wearing black masks so they barely stood out in the inky darkness of night. She cut through somebody's yard, slipping between two houses that were very close together. All over the neighborhood dogs barked at the intruders. A large mutt lunged at her as she raced past, snatching a piece of her shirt in it's jaws. She jerked away from it and hopped a fence, landing lightly on the other side. A tree was silhouetted against the night sky, giving her an idea. She grabbed its lowest branch, boosting herself up. Behind her, soft footsteps grew close on all sides. The sound of helicopters began to grow as new adversaries closed in. 

Melanie climbed the tree, stepping onto the closest roof. She gathered her footing and ran along the rooftop, leaping onto a shed and then another house. 

"She's on the roof!" Somebody yelled from the ground, "Get up there!"

Her heartbreak quickened with panic, but hope rose in her chest as the treeline grew in the side of her vision. The trees provided a break between the residential area and the quarry. She could run through the massive ditch, but those cars couldn't. And she was faster than these people on foot. 

Or at least, that's what Melanie hoped. 

She leaped from building to building, her goal fresh in her mind. A hand shot up from the side of the roof and snatched at her ankle. The rubber tips of the gloves grazed her skin. She let out a sound of shock and stumbled backwards onto a tilted piece of roof. 

Melanie pitched over, feeling herself hit the ground before she had even registered that she was falling. Immediately, a pair of eager hands set upon her, pinning her to the ground where she lay out of breath and in pain.

Aaand that's it! The next line leads to more plot, so I cut it off here. Let me know how the vibes are. It's not too important that it's well written, I am most interested in it being properly spoopy/interesting/exciting.

#msdcu #melanie #oc #writing #long post

[manda-kat]

Killerbox A2!

Was this hard without a body? Yes. Was it worth it? Of course.

#msdcu #killerbox #thanks for the ask #january 2021