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i think it works on the whole idk. having met other Bastards online i basically view them as their avatars internally despite their physical shell being forward-facing

also i think having an avatar is like a really cool exercise in both identity analysis and also design work

worked for me

i think it’s worth posting some of the prior stages of silencer because i think they all had their own neat merits

the angel suffers from an invisible force severing her legs at the thighs, bisecting her chest, and decapitating her head while severing fingers brushing hair aside --- i've really been stuck in the torment nexus, huh! having enough time to make another angel fueled by the same exact feelings of constant pain is really funny in a sadistic kind of way. i would love if people stopped asking me to do anything so i can recover any amount of energy to do artwork outside of just drawing during my lunch breaks. life is pain et cetera. but yeah. been a lot of just service with a smile even while i'm being torn limb-from-limb. it will continue unabated, i'm sure!

silencer

i am choosing to interpret this as the spirit of the anime high schooler pasted by a delivery truck back in the 90’s waking up and taking your consciousness over long enough to post this

better to keep it damp so no one can burn it

poker match between another smug storch and a vexed star. i tried to think about what the worst possible hand to get in a poker game would be. a 7 and a 2 of different suites seemed like the most applicable. can’t make a straight, two pair is fairly unlikely, can’t flush, full house is nearly impossible, etc. of course also the river was designed to be as inhospitable as possible. coloring the chips was cute fun. i nearly forgot about any semblance of currency. is replika strip poker even that dynamic? lol?

god’s worst hand

signalis comm for genet

slightly damp storch sits in pensive thought gripping a book. i probably could have gone more rainy but i just didn’t want to go crazy on the effects i guess.

i forgot to post these.

rainy signalis storch comm

i bought a faulty RTX 5070 back in november and shipped it out there to their service center, where it was supposedly delivered, but was never entered in their system. the first customer service correspondent from gigabyte seemed very actually helpful (thanks michael) until i asked i suppose too many questions and they reassigned me a much less helpful person who told me to file a claim, which was obviously rejected. i’ve got a missing mail claim out to try to find the card now, which hopefully they’ll figure our who is either fucking lying to me or if someone stole my broken fucking card. i’m just so fucking tired, man.

also for those of you waiting on commissions, thank you for your patience.
my hours at my real job have increased once more, leaving me with less time to work on things.

this is not to mention my current $600 loss of my (faulty) graphics card which gigabyte may be attempting to scam me out of.

the angel lands from her dive and summons her weapon of choice in an arc of blood behind her, brow furrowed in disdain life has been especially cruel to me as of late, and i cling to what few creature comforts that i have around me which keep me sane as such, have an expression of my vexation, for which i have no true release

craven killer

yucky nasty mutants aren’t good for the racist empire that still tolerates space marine legions like the black dragons

abhuman scum !!! i’m just kidding. i’m not like a 40k diehard but i like the setting. it’s fun. i wish there was more abhuman representation other than just ogryns. i love felinids the most because they seem to piss the most people off. all the more reason to put them in more things anyway here’s a felinid guardswoman doing the little nya motion to a space marine. she wants to be friends. he wants to explode her with his meaty fists

friendly exchange

they think they lured me into the maze?

i am intimately familiar with what hues my body can produce so i try to evoke that

thank you

i love halo

i don’t remember the last time i drew a P90, genuinely. strange polymer device that is funky to draw for a variety of reasons. fun puzzle to unravel. one of my favorite guns ever. shocked i don’t draw it more often. if you recognize the pose, awesome. kind of. i don’t think i should be saying like, “shout out to gunslinger girl” in 2026. i should reread it maybe to see if its problematic age gap things are more of the result of precocious girls puberty-locked like Katana Zero, or if it’s the author’s partially-obscured fetish. i think triela is kind of unsalvageable though. anyway. my personal tarkov fit and shooting a p90 around a corner, with accompanying return fire.

to escape

vanya here got his stomach and legs ventilated by a submachine gun before smoking his assailant with a really shitty pistol. he made it out later. hilariously, watching northernlion play PUBG is what really kickstarted my desire to play tarkov. that and trying more of forever winter and realizing how fucking bad the grind is in that game right now. i am eager to illustrate my personal fit soon. the game’s mook fashion is very on-point. i love looking like a resident evil cleanup operator. shout out to my man HUNK. i should make his loadout actually holy shit

been playing spt with a friend lately

my output at work’s been slow lately; doing rly detailed pieces like this takes a few weeks sometimes

zetaform angel in more traditional attire; featuring a pauldroned arm and armored greaves and such. the tabard is supposed to evoke a nun habit. does it? blood estoc arrives through cracks in armor. i’ve been thinking about different forms for fleshworld’s soldiery. i was thinking if this should be modernized with body armor and guns and shit. thinking about it for later. based the design of these off actual armor i saw a few years ago.

sanguine knight

huge aura

hi! i am sitting, then falling over, progressively, bleeding from my mouth, and probably longing for the sweet embrace of death. this little angel has been seemingly sentenced to the torment nexus for the past like 3 months or something. holidays’ll do that to me. what i didn’t anticipate was getting sick for like, 2 weeks the moment my vacation from work started. i could barely do anything. my cough is still here. i had a moment before christmas where i was made to feel like i dress inadequately. i wonder if my mom thinks i look indecent or something. anyway. i started this new year being incredibly sick, doing a big DJ set, and playing ctf_2fort. happy to have finally drawn something. sorry to everyone for taking a second to recover from everything. hope to be back on the saddle soon.

𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈𝐈
𝐅𝐅𝐅𝐅𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐋𝐋𝐋
𝐒𝐒𝐒𝐒𝐒𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐊𝐊𝐊𝐊

this one customer at the bakery used to pull up in full cowboy regalia, like BIG belt buckle and waxed twirled moustache and bolo tie. i think he had spurred boots once. one day he just stopped doing that and now he looks like every other late-middle aged guy

MIDNIGHT RUN IV \\ CLUB FIRMAMENT \\ NEW YEARS DJ SET 2026 YouTube video by Zi-chan!

youtu.be/8AFkhY8Tz58
as i was too sick to go anywhere for new years, i'm happy to have been able to do a DJ set instead!
my voice is so insanely shot and i probably drank a little too much for a sick girl, but w/e.

from your favorite angel, here's hoping for a blessed 2026 year of the uma. xoxo.

Old Women, Running The World.
Desperate? Your turn.

Leonide Models have dropped.
If you like middle-aged catwomen in baggy jumpsuits, little toaster-shaped goobers with cat ears bolted on, or the sentence ”*unbullpups your FAMAS*”, PSI has got just the thing for you.

Old Women, Running The World.
Desperate? Your turn.

Leonide Models have dropped.
If you like middle-aged catwomen in baggy jumpsuits, little toaster-shaped goobers with cat ears bolted on, or the sentence ”*unbullpups your FAMAS*”, PSI has got just the thing for you.

i think i have strep throat again if i had to make a guess but maybe i’m wrong we’ll seeeeeeeeee i forgot to draw a holiday zeta this year so this one gets to come back for a moment

old holiday zetaform as an excuse to mention that my last reward for surviving the holiday hellscape is illness

it's the bird.

closer crop of the whole painting which still works pretty good i think meisho doto running with the big paint streaks behind her has been a visual in my mind for a while, and i was just glad to have a reason to make it more real tm ope bird in the background wasn’t initially intended but she turned out to be a more fun addition than i thought, for color variety’s sake at least i never paint, but i’m more open to it now, at least

full shot of the painting, complete with cloud cover and mountains and all that.

christmas present for my gf

meisho doto strides in confidence

my first instinct was to say some shit like “yeah u spread her legs and there’s even more!!! high five yeaaaaaa hahahaha” but that was appalling and tasteless

there’s somehow worse shit on the rest of the canvas but i’m not the one to post that

he’s having the time of his life