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shmorp-mcdurgen · 6 months

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Remembered my ocs existed after forgetting about them for a while, whoops

#shmorps ocs I guess #Miss Panack #Lawrence (oc)#shmorps art #had the idea of miss p’s colors being more desaturated the more stressed/upset she is #she becomes fully black and white sometimes if she’s angry/sad enough #also her shocked face is just. her face textures just vanish #oh yeah fun fact that small triangle on her chest is a missing polygon #she’s so silly to me!!!!#oh and Lawrence is there too. he’s certainly here /VLHJ

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shmorp-mcdurgen · 6 months

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Drew miss Panack in Halloween colors!!!!

#shmorps ocs I guess #Miss Panack #shmorps art #was planning on drawing Lawrence in Halloween themed colors too but. nah /LH #This is so last minute sorry lads-#but yeah. Halloween colors? very neat #I like em

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shmorp-mcdurgen · 7 months

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its been a while and i wanna check up on lawrence and panack. how're they doin.

They're just dandy.

#asks are neat #shmorps ocs i guess #miss panack #lawrence (oc)#eye contact tw #Yeah. they're. fine. I think.

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shmorp-mcdurgen · 1 year

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It’s that day again how wacky

#woah original stuff #shmorps ocs i guess #simon (oc)#face horror #(vaguely)#shmorps art #it’s my birthday. aka the release date of the movie Cocane Bear #anyway. drew cake in this picture but if you ask me. brownies are far superior #or like. a good pie.

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shmorp-mcdurgen · 1 year

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I’ve finally gotten around to designing a sona-

They’re a weird box dude that likes dinosaurs and birthday parties. It’s basically just another oc but I’m calling it my sona

#shmorps ocs i guess #character design #eye contact tw #face horror #shmorps art #when I think of a name for them I’ll tag them #Simon (oc)#no I didn’t misspell friendly absolutely not-#also things I forgot to add to the ref: their pronouns are they/it and they mainly appear at birthday parties #just being a silly guy #also. literally anything could be in the box. like it could be completely different every time you open it #it could be something cute weird or absolutely horrifying #also first time changing my pfp in a long time….rip Lawrence I guess

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shmorp-mcdurgen · 1 year

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Totally didn’t forget I had ocs for a while. Totally. Definitely.

#shmorps art #shmorps ocs i guess #miss Panack #doodles are neat #character design #weirdcore #weirdcore inspired anyway #uhh. yeah uh. I have ocs I just. don’t draw them often #I like this lass. she’s. depressed

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shmorp-mcdurgen · 1 year

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New OC alert!!!!

Joining my 90s computer game ocs is Mack! She was the teacher for Math, and was the mayor of the city section of the game

#shmorps ocs i guess #Miss Mack #shmorps art #doodles are neat #still need to figure out the name of the game itself-#design may not be final. especially with the colors #oh yeah. she and Miss Panack were girlfriends for a bit.#Mack. is no longer in the game. her code was corrupted and deleted.#which. is why Miss Panack and Lawrence are the only characters in it #there were other characters too but I still need to design and name them

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shmorp-mcdurgen · 2 years

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Groovy

#woah original stuff #shmorps ocs i guess #Raymond (oc)#object head #character design #shmorps art #heck yeah new oc #his names Raymond and he runs a bowling alley/skating rink #he’s good friends with Kevin :)#chill guy. just likes bowling

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shmorp-mcdurgen · 2 years

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Oh No!!!

#woah original stuff #shmorps ocs i guess #miss Panack #eye contact #eye strain #shmorps art #I don’t know what else to say other than that I liked how this turned out

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shmorp-mcdurgen · 1 year

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False Sunsets

Notes: Holy shit. OC story. Wacky, huh? This is around 1′300 words, and is about my 90′s game OCs, Lawrence and Miss Panack. I’ve been thinking of them a lot. Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Miss Panack had lost track of how long she had been staring at the picture.

She sat atop a round hill, the flat, low resolution texture on it making it appear to be grass and dirt. A pre-rendered environment surrounded her, lazily modeled trees and plants being placed next to the skybox, devolving into 2D textures of real trees the further from Panack they got. Behind the fake trees and grass however was the picture she had been staring at; the skybox she had become transfixed with. It was a pixelated photo of a sunset, peeking out above the tree line.

It was beautiful; a bright yellow sun behind pink and orange clouds, the sky turning from a reddish orange to a deep blue-purple. The colors were entrancing to Panack, feeling like a painter’s palate of the best colors one could discover. She kept staring at the sunset through her 3D modeled eyes, her left one being green, and the other being completely orange, with a spiral swirling towards the middle of it, where her pupil would’ve been. Her low-poly hands were placed on her knees, both of the hands having only four fingers, being different colors from the other. She looked as though she was crossing her arms, if she had arms in the first place instead of disembodied hands. She always wondered if it was a purposeful design choice, or the developers being lazy.

Panack’s entire body was a cacophony of different shapes and colors; deep red and white, purple and orange, blue and yellow. Her neck and head were mostly red, with stripes of blue and yellow going up her neck. Her face was white, with little features aside from the stripe of blue looking vaguely like a nose. Her mouth was full of flat, triangular teeth, turned downwards in a frown. Her body was made up of mostly simple shapes like cones and rectangles, though her upper body, neck, and head were vaguely close to a real person’s anatomy, albeit very simplistic. Panack often wondered why she was designed that way, almost feeling like she looked like a child’s drawing. Perhaps it was supposed to reference the works of Pablo Picasso, though Panack thought they did a pretty poor job of it.

“Awful lonely…sitting here in silence.”

Panack was nearly startled by the soft voice behind her before settled, sighing slightly. “Leave me alone, Lawrence.” She said quietly, looking towards her feet.

Lawrence was an admittedly more simplistic looking figure, with his head being a simple black triangular shape with eyes on the sides of it, the pupils also being triangles. His torso was an inverted cone, and his long neck was just a cylinder with a white collar on it. His thin arms and legs were covered in a “suit”, which had a red and yellow striped suit jacket, along with blue pants, gloves, and a blue bow tie; however, most of it was just the textures on his model. A small red top hat with a white ribbon tied around it floated above his head, and he was holding a striped cane with one of his blocky hands.

“Is something wrong, Miss P?” Lawrence asked, leaning over to look Panack in the face.

“No.” Panack wasn’t necessarily telling the truth, though she wasn’t in the mood for another conversation that led nowhere.

Lawrence remained silent for a moment before looking back at Panack. “You know…if there’s anything you want to talk about, I’m always here to chat.”

“I…don’t want to talk right now.” Panack leaned forward slightly with a half-lidded, almost tired glare at nothing in particular. “It’s…been a long day.”

“Really?” Lawrence asked, sitting next to Panack as he stared at her quizzically. “Didn’t think you were very busy. No one even played with us today.”

“No one’s played with us for years, Lawrence.” Panack stared at her friend with a tinge of annoyance in her voice. “Have you been paying attention? It’s…It’s not 1995 anymore.”

“Well, perhaps so. Though I still think there’s a chance to—”

“God damn it, can you just admit that we’re irrelevant?” Panack interrupted, her “brows” furrowing and her green eye showing irritation. “No one cares about us anymore; we’ve been discontinued for years. We’re just in this bottom of the bin game you only find in some old box you forgot about.”

Lawrence seemed stunned, though before Panack could think she made a good point to him, he began to speak. “Language! You do realize this game’s meant for children, correct?”

It wasn’t even related to the matter at hand.

Panack let out an annoyed groan before holding her knees even closer to her chest, looking away and back towards the 2D sunset in the distance. Lawrence’s eternally blank expression continued to be faced towards her before he too looked forward at the area around them. “…You…do like your job here…right?”

Panack glanced towards him, his eye meeting her gaze before looking away once again. “I…” Panack thought for a moment before sighing deeply through lungs she didn’t have. “…Yes. Well…I guess so. I mean…I like being able to interact with them…the player I mean. Seeing the child we helped teach grow up. But…” She paused once again before shaking her head, deciding she didn’t want to go through the same conversation yet again. “…Never mind.”

“…That’s good to hear.” Lawrence stated, not even noticing the defeated tone in her voice. He stood up, turning towards the doorway at the top of the hill, where he entered the “room” from. The doorway led to what seemed like a black void with orange and black tiled flooring, and a cityscape seemed to be the skybox of said void. However, before he entered it, Panack spoke up, her voice quiet.

“You think they’re prettier in person?”

Lawrence turned back towards her, tilting his head slightly.

“The sunset.” Panack turned back towards the sunset in the distance, her voice somber. “…The colors of the clouds…the pinks, oranges and yellows…do you think they’re prettier in person?”

Lawrence remained silent for a moment, thinking to himself as he looked at the ground. “Well…who knows, Miss P? It’s certainly possible.” Lawrence stated. “I’ve never seen one before. Though…the picture has to be just as good, right?”

Panack didn’t think so, hunching over even more.

Lawrence turned back towards the doorway before taking one last look at Miss Panack. “You know…you can stay here as long as you’d like, Miss P.” He said. “However, I must be going. Have to get everything ready.”

“Ready for what?” Panack asked quietly.

“In case anyone stops by!” Lawrence answered with his usual chipper voice. “Gotta be prepared in case the player does decide to drop in…whenever they do of course. Anyway, I’ll catch you later Miss P, and…remember I’m always here to chat. Toodleloo!”

With that, Lawrence left, presumably to do…whatever he needed to do for the player that may never come. Panack continued to stare at the sunset in front of her, feeling a sense of sadness within her. She knew Lawrence wouldn’t understand her concerns; he never did. It was frustrating, though she knew he wasn’t a bad person. He was simply ignorant and willingly oblivious to the fact that things weren’t perfect in their little digital world. Panack was, and sometimes she wished she was as lucky as him.

Panack sighed, lowering her head as she stared at her feet. She wished she could feel the cool air of the evening, and breathe in the fresh air. She wished she could take walks in nature, seeing and feeling the plants under her feet. She wished she could be out there, in the real world, where things weren’t made from polygons and textures. She wanted to see the sunset, she really did; and as she cried in the faint orange glow from the fake picture of one, she wondered if it was ever meant to be.

#shmorp writes sometimes #shmorps ocs i guess #lawrence (oc)#miss panack #No warnings for this one. just. pretty sad i guess #i care them. i care them a lot.#this is sorta testing the waters for more oc content. don't know if i'll write about them again #but hey. might as well i think. why not i like them #also yeah this is pretty short. just had this idea for a bit #if you're confused about the context of these characters. you can look through their tags or my oc tag for info

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shmorp-mcdurgen · 2 years

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