||”Sovereign Seizure”❤ ||

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Star Traveller 1: Into The Stars | Episode I: The Crystal Down the Lane , Part 2

The Prince was led away by a medium sized woman with sharp elflike ears, dressed in comfortable maid clothing. Her clothes wrapped around her neatly, covering up her body completely, save her head, hands, and shoes. Her dress was long enough to protect her legs, but not too long so as to keep her from tripping up.

“Your Majesty,” the woman bowed respectfully, looking up at her superior. “I’ve gained surprising intel regarding our.. umm.. guests.”
“Is that so? Please enlighten me.”
“These two knights, as they say they are… I don’t believe they’re really knights. Their visual profiles matches the description of the two boys that your benefactor has been looking for.”
“I knew it.” The Prince said quietly. “He did say that one of them had light violet hair. That is quite a rare trait to have, is it not?”
“With the exception of a few species known in the galaxy, yes.” The woman said, with her gentle voice. “However, he does not match any of the species on that list. Even if he did, having both light purple hair and eyes is extremely uncommon. It’s him alright.”

As they were talking, another female approached them both. She sported a feminine, yet valiant dress, with frills along the abdomen. It had a palette of blue, white, and gold, with a golden royal design planted on her chest, accented by a sea of cerulean and guarded by golden walls, separating the ocean from the ivory landscape that envelopes the rest. The breastplate smothered any cleavage that would’ve been revealed by other dresses, and light, feathery pauldrons guarded her shoulders bravely. Soft, wispy vines rolled down her back, and held onto her collarbones to keep from falling. A bejeweled pin was placed neatly in her hair, accenting her olivine eyes.

“What are you talking about?” she asked the Prince, who was rubbing his chin gently.
“Melissa, please summon the guards here. Apparently the boys are in the castle.”
“Do you mean the ones that your contacter was looking for?”
“Precisely.” Melissa then walks away.
“Thank you Luvendia. You shall be rewarded. Now please return to your post.” The servant girl curtsied and stepped away, allowing the Prince to return to his place at the table.
“Mystic Volksfrei, I trust you are enjoying your meal?”
“As a matter of fact, I am. Thank you your Highness” Volk replied kindly. He actually did feel better after eating.
“I had hoped you would. Victor, are you sure you don’t want anything to eat?”
“Do not fret your highness, I am quite alright.”
“Good. When you’re finished, I would like you to come with me for a moment.”
“Hmm..” Volk squinted suspiciously. “Why? Where to?”
“Don’t worry. I just know someone who simply cannot wait to see you both. Please, I insist.” Volk rubbed his chin gently, trying to think of who he could possibly mean. He looked over to see the prodding eyes of his close friend, before reluctantly saying, “Ohhh alright.”
“Thank you. You won’t regret it, really.”

A few minutes had passed, and dinner had ceased. The Prince and his guards had escorted the two boys to an isolated room within the castle. The floors were just as beautiful as they were at the eating area, so shiny that one could see their reflection in it. Padded chairs were set neatly, and sparsely strewn along the edge of the room. A gorgeous powder blue wardrobe leaned against the eastmost wall, surveying the room silently. A small, two step staircase led to an elevated part of the room, which contained the bed, a large, comfy canopy bed adorned in light blue and white fabric. This section of the room had a gorgeous, radial design engraved within the ceiling, as well as several pillars strapped to the edge of the wall, with two large dressers – one next to the bed, and one right in front of it – the one that contained a giant mirror. A window was placed on the east wall in this section, leading to a balcony which allowed the resident to gaze out onto the silent village below.

“Please, make yourself comfortable.” the Prince said, before leaving the room and closing the door.
“Hm.. I will admit this is quite a lovely room. I think.. I think I can enjoy myself here.” Volk said, gently laying along the bed.”
“That’s the spirit.” His companion smiled gently as he sat along the bed as well. “Think about this logically – what reason would anyone have to harm us here? Especially after what we’ve done for them.”
“I can come up with a few reasons… what if this was the Prince’s plan all along to gain the crown, and we’d actually just ruined it? Maybe one of the servants? A secretive Peasants’ Revolt? A-” Volk’s rant was quickly silenced by a quick rub on the head.
“Shh.. don’t worry about it, alright? You’re thinking too much. We’ve had a long day, so just relax.” V1 gave him a soft, reassuring smile, causing Volk to slowly roll his eyes.
“Oh alright.. have it your own way.” He smirked a bit as he laid down on his back, his hands folded over his chest. V1 got up and started to amble around the room to get a closer view of his surroundings.
“There is one thing that still poses a logical concern, V1.” Volk said. “I will never understand why he had to bring us here, though. He simply could’ve brought the person to us.”
“That is… a very good point.”  V1 pondered a bit as his eyes slowly wandered to the door. “I’ve got a bad feeling about this..”. He walked over to the door and stared at it carefully, before his eyes suddenly burst open in surprise.
“What?! It’s.. It’s locked-”
“Why would he do that if…. OOOOOHH I knew we couldn’t trust him!” Volk growled. “I bet I know who put him up to it, too. He has constituents all across the galaxy!” He runs over to the balcony and looks down to the ground, and is suddenly hit with a club of acrophobia.
“Of course he put us on one of the highest levels of the castle-”
“Don’t worry, we’ve been in tougher situations before.” V1 came with Volk, and looked to his left, spotting a few vines along the outer walls. “I have an idea.”
“V1, you know very well I cannot climb vines, ESPECIALLY downwards!”
“Not to worry – I’ll go first, and I’ll catch you if you fall.” The purple boy pouted internally and sighed as his friend slid down the vine with ease.
“Now it’s your turn!” Volk shivered a bit as he slowly grabbed onto the vine and leaped onto it, grasping it tightly.
“Just release your grip a little bit, alright?”
Volk nodded nervously and slowly took tension away from the rope, allowing him to slide a few inches. This startled him and prompted him to freeze up in fear.
“It’s okay.. just keep going! One interval at a time.”
“A-A-Alright..” he breathed slowly and started to slide down the vine, one bit at a time. As he reached the bottom, a horned figure gazed upon them from the balcony above.
“THEY’RE ESCAPING! SEIZE THEM!”
Almost instinctively, the little purple boy snatched his friend’s hand and he scurried off into the night…

 

Created with ♥ Manga Creator: World of Fantasy page.3 ♥

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||The Temperamental Transformation❤||

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2015

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Young, innocent, a mincing boy with everlasting naiveté and a small vial of optimism within his soul. I came into the world of deviantART pure, loving, caring. Hoping that one day I could be one of the famous artists like Kphoria or otherwise. I was just starting art then… and I had next to no knowledge of the outside world – no knowledge of the cruel and disgusting processes that living being impose on another – no reason to believe that a male needed to be present for a baby to be concieved – only my book smarts.
I was much happier then… smiling, free.. I felt so welcome here at first. Getting to talk to one of my then-idols, meeting three new friends (one of which I’d not heard from since), and overall just feeling accomplished in myself. I felt like I actually meant something, even if I was nothing but a neutron, floating on a dust speck which was tucked neatly into a small pocket of the universe.
For once… maybe everything would turn out right…

TWO AND-A-HALF YEARS LATER | 2017

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Heartbroken. My soul liquidated. The pessimistic cloud that was my true self had manifested into something bigger, stronger. I had always been a resentful person in one way or another, whether it was from the rotten apples at my school, constantly spoiling the harvest, or of the morons who murder their former beloveds, or the ones who cheat on them, or never loved them at all! The ones who run into the street without looking both ways, you name it… but that abhorrence has only been amplified since. New knowledge entered my mind… unwanted knowledge. Homophobes, religious hatred, rape, the true way that babies are born… the perversion and foul language that sours the soul of nearly all I come into contact with. Infidelity. Mistrust.
The worst of these…. my sworn archenemy – the one who has taken a hold of almost every single one of my companions, especially the ones that I hold closest to myself, the ones allowed just outside the icy basin at the foot of my Fortress of Kent. The one who always wins, who always gets what he wants; no matter how many times I speak, how many gifts I make, no matter how many times I reach out of my protective shell, at the threat of my own life, he always wins. Always forcing their hands to the blade, to turn it towards their own, faithful skin – to bring desires of leaping off of cliffs, disobeying doctors, thrusting themselves towards unfaithful partners. It is this enemy… the one thing I can never conquer. Although he has no hold on me, he is the very bane of my existence… for nearly all I show the slightest bit of compassion towards are subject to his grasp.

I have matured much from that jocular, life-relishing boy from two years ago. I have learned the truth – the sting of reality. That the vessels containing the sweet honey of perspicacity that wander so helplessly in this world are the minority. That true love, for me at least, is impossible to find. That happiness is simply a veil, a facade… a lie. Optimism is just one big act. While, yes, you feel great for a little while.. those little accomplishments, those few people that lift your spirits.. but you know in the end you’ll just slip right back in the ditch.
The world is truly a horrible place, and most people in it. That people, in general, do not want to be your friend, or want anything to do with you. That the true “goodness” in this world, is rapidly shrinking – it is now the minority. This realm of darkness is my home, and I must accept it, lest I spend an eternity in purgatory for attempting to bring myself to the sweet Heaven… where true happiness resides. (sorry athiests.)

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||Jackalope Wistari❤ (Includes Deviant Sonic EXCLUSIVE!)||

HEY, REMEMBER JACKALOPE ME? WELL NOW HE HAS A NAME~!

Yeah I kinda had another OC named Wistari, but I’m pretty sure he doesn’t exist anymore so.. yeah- You’ll probably never see him ever again-
||Wistari~|| by Stewie106
So umm.. I haven’t made an age for him yet-

He’s a very shy and modest little fellow, this one~ He lives in a dimensionally transcendental tree in the middle of the forest. He has his own little sanctuary high in the clouds (which is possible because MYTHICAL CREATURES) that he likes to stay in.

He has a slight fear of anything with sharp teeth, and doesn’t like being around too many other life forms, considering he is primarily prey and.. well.. put 2 and 2 together, he doesn’t want to be eaten, simple as that LOL Due to that, he also isn’t very trusting of very many of his neighbors, and tries hard not to get too comfortable.

He absolutely adores pretty colors and shimmering, shiny things~

While he speaks in a very soft and likeable tone, his demeanor can quickly turn snarky and cynical, especially when it comes to joking about survival. He has shown extreme disdain for succubi, especially in their method of catching prey. He is a master at setting traps to catch potential predators and stop them in their tracks.

But if you do get to know him, he is quite friendly, usually doesn’t talk till you say something first, and best of all, doesn’t curse!

Sooo.. there’s that, real short and sweet bio, eh, who cares, ENJOY~!
and if someone could teach me how to draw a retro anime-like forest background, I would be eternally grateful!

AND HERE IS A DEVIANTSONIC EXCLUSIVE! A test of this very piece using film grain:
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||LOOK! A JACKAVOLK!❤||

 

“Hell yeee, but first, i’d actually like to see a drawing of YOU with

y’know

jackalope traits.

HUEH I’LL DEFINITELY DRAW IT”

Well LinoDaEeveeOverlord of dA, you’re getting your wish! Veni, Vidi, Ego illustrarunt

I came, I saw, I illustrated

||LOOK! A JACKAVOLK~! || by Stewie106

Me as a mystical creature, with black hair and brown skin to match! I’ll sit in the clouds if I want to.. PEOPLE CAN EAT ME IN THE FOREST ; – ;; They can’t get me up here.. ha ha ha..

Well I hope you enjoy this drawing~ Now to watch some of Trial of a Timelord before I pass out
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|| Bashful Crayon Volk ❤||

Wait.. W-WHAT’S THIS?? DIGITAL ARTWORK?? This is impossible I say, IMPOSSIBLE!!
|| Bashful Crayon Volk~ || by Stewie106

Well this tablet.. sure has it’s uses when you don’t have your camera with you ;v; Just something I cooked up cause I was bored and wanted to test some crayon- Did it in.. little more than an hour I think? How do you people draw digital sketches so well, took me like 10 tries just to get the head shape right!

I know there are a few problems *cough*theleftarmistoolow*cough* but keep in mind – IT’S DIGITAL ART! I suck at digital art okay? I need to draw things on paper first unlike the rest of ya lol

Pls just enjoy my drawing and my retro anime skills~ *awkwardly blows tablet pen and puts it into my shirt pocket*

//then realizes I have no shirt pocket and it just falls to the floor ;;; v ;;;

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||IT’S A GIRL! ❤||

That’s right, today the Doctor has been announced as a WOMAN! (Looks like Doctor Who was a lot luckier than the U.S in that aspect, lol) Miss Jodie Whittaker will be taking over~
||IT'S A GIRL!~|| by Stewie106

Some people are thrilled, some people (yes, even women before you start the sexism argument) aren’t, but of course not everyone is gonna be excited when an old Doctor goes, hmm?

Honestly I’m willing to give her a chance, what about you? Good luck miss Whittaker! I’m sure you’ll make a GREAT Doctor! Message to the writers: Just.. don’t do any “I can do anything a man can do” references, please-
Can’t wait for the intro and theme song!

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