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flawnle-arts · 3 months
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Merry Christmas! Redrew a very old Christmas drawing plus a fun drawing with Alice and Wolf :)
Original drawing that I redrew under cut
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Today’s the anniversary of the blog again :)
Last year I finished up Wallace’s story and this year I did a hypothetical future scenario for how Wallace’s life is going, it’s a gif of a nice chat with his dad.
Now I know I’m going to get questions about it if I don’t explain, the nightmares aren’t there because Wallace has somehow lost his mind like V did. It’s in fact the opposite, really. Awhile ago I had thought of the idea of the nightmares being physical with Wallace the same way they were with V if Wallace worked on his issues and actually got better mentally. That’s essentially what happened here :) The nightmares are still them but they act more like bickering siblings rather than nightmare parents.
Still have no real plan of doing Wallace’s story again. Realistically any future event would be me doing a mini au ask box segment that’d be it’s own self contained thing.
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flamingredanon · 2 years
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When you and the boys just locked up Henry Stickmin
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Maybe we can hear about Rupert Prices family line, hmm~? 😃 ~definitely not androidcharles
Ooo, Rupert's bloodline! It's not just the Price line, however, it's the Price-Kensington line! Since this is focusing on Rupert, wellllll, you'll see why. Again, lengthy.
Rupert Price, born Rowenna Kensington, was put in an adoption center as soon as he was born. Around the age of 7, he was flown from Europe to the United States, and at the age of 10, adopted by an older couple. His adopted parents.
His father was a plastic surgeon, while his mother was a nurse. The weren't planning on taking any children in, but passing by the local adoption center, they saw Rupert and absolutely had to take him in. This made Rupert the youngest child of three siblings. Two older brothers, one that was 3 years older and the other 8, and one older sister, the oldest of them all and 10 years older then Rupert.
While he didn't see his older sister, they had an unbreakable bond that no one could explain. They were ride or dies. His older sister is Carol Cross, born Cross as their parents weren't married yet, taking on her mother's last name.
The second oldest brother didn't come around due to bad habits and not wanting to put his parents or his younger brothers in danger.
The second youngest, right above Rupert, wasn't exactly the nicest. He was a bit of a bully to Rupert, but it turned more into fun and games, as Rupert could hold his ground extremely well.
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Now, you've realized we've talked about adopted family. Let's follow his bloodline:
Rupert Price was the descendent of Toppat leader, Jaques Kensington, that last name following him up until his adoption day. His mother was a magic user, and his father made it clear he wasn't a good guy. Kensington is one of the last families to own magic, and since his mother was a Kensington, they immediately separated them to try and forcible stop more magic users.
But, this didn't work. Rupert is a magic user, but since he got ripped from being taught how to control it, he's now unstable, and slightly above the chaos level for the CCC. He has two relatives alive, one uses magic: Wallace Pemberton and Kado Ito. Kado Ito's earthbending isn't actually earthbending: It's restricted magic that he's used on Earth and Earth only. He can do plenty more, but hasn't.
While the Kensington name has gone down in history, the Kensington bloodline lives on with an unstable magic user, an earth magic user, and a high possibility of magic being passed on through genetics.
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Carol is aware that Rupert is a Kensington. She has informed Jaques that their magic is still living on. Jaques Continues to try and escape, in hopes of teaching Rupert how to properly use his magic.
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thsc-sexymen-poll · 1 year
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thsc-stuffs · 1 year
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More Lost Ember stuff;
Jaques is absolutely fuming when they find out that Wallace was sent to The Wall. The thought that despite being dumped in some middle-of-nowhere orphanage, Reynaldo's son managed to find his way into the clan- not only that, but as a skilled member as well, rapidly rising in the ranks!- only to be sent off to likely die in some frozen wasteland of a prison?
Needless to say they're pissed, and that they have words for Riella. She feels bad, to a degree, but stands by the fact that Wallace had been the best man for the job and that she had no way of knowing any more about his heritage than Wallace himself did. The argument gets heated, and Jaques vows that if he finds out Wallace had been mistreated in his time away, or worse, killed, their fury would fall on the woman responsible; they then set off to The Wall, knowing they may never be welcomed back into the clan.
Between their magic (which has returned to them fully, along with their true form, with their escape from the portrait; now they must learn how to use it properly once more) and their skills, they'd surely be able to learn plenty enough. Finding out Wallace had become a double-agent breaks their heart, but in a way, knowing that the Toppats had all but abandoned him, they can't blame him. Especially considering the fact that, quite apparently, the old warden had adopted him; part of them despises that fact, but the more objective side acknowledges that Dmitri has clearly cared for their husband's son and appreciates it.
Meanwhile Wallace is completely clueless to what's coming
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the-irken-pony · 2 years
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YO gimme some of your Wallace Pemberton headcanons
Unlike most members of the Wall, who are guards or at least can fill the role, Wallace is more inclined for heavy lifting. This removes any guilt over stopping any convicts from escaping, but it also means he doesn't get roped into conversation nearly as often. Both are wins for him.
He can pass as someone very shy, but he's fairly outgoing. He just stays reserved to avoid unwanted conversations with the Wall. (In contrast with Gordon Smith, who's very conversational with the Wall in order to seem less suspect).
Before going undercover, he had been part of a raid group in the Toppat Clan that got noticed by the Wall, and was the only one in the group who escaped. This inspired him to start an operation to free them.
Unlike what you'd expect based on FtC, he takes his undercover role very seriously and is very careful not to give anything away.
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flowerbarrel-art · 2 years
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~ PuffballsUnited, InnerSloth, The Henry Stickmin Collection
~ Terrence Suave AU ~
Next Part
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“Hey…wake up.”
Terrence stirred, then jerked upright, peeling a paper off his face as he did.
“What?” he muttered sleepily, blinking until Victoria’s face wasn’t as blurry.
“You seen Henry today?” she asked.
“No…why?”
“Nobody’s seen him,” Victoria said, folding her arms.
“So…what?” Terrence asked. “You think he ran off?”
“We haven’t ruled that out…” Victoria sighed heavily. “It’s still early though. Just let someone know if you see him.”
“He’s staying with Charles, right?” Terrence yawned, tiredly stacking the papers up.
“Yeah. He wasn’t in his bed this morning. Charles thought he just went to bed early last night, but his bed was still made, and apparently he doesn’t usually make it.”
“Hope he’s alright…” Terrence said, quickly sorting the papers before closing the folder.
“You’ve made some good progress,” she noted, then glanced at his bed. “Doesn’t look like you slept last night either.”
Terrence shook his head and stumbled up from the desk.
“They’re in as much order as I could get,” he mumbled. “And one of the files reminded me of something.”
He pulled the paper out and handed it to Victoria.
“Gordon Smith,” he said as she took and scanned it. “He’s a guard at the Wall, and a Toppat.”
Victoria looked up, eyes widening.
“He’s a double-agent?”
“I think we have a handful of Toppats undercover at the Wall.” Terrence paused a moment, then shook his head. “When I was going through the files, something felt familiar. I think I knew about it when I was leader…might’ve even organized some of it.”
“Why would you have your people undercover there?” Victoria asked with a frown. “Wouldn’t it be too risky?”
“The Wall picks up anybody they feel like, whether or not they’ve done anything wrong,” Terrence muttered. “Having spies there gives us intel and chances to free any Toppats who get locked up.”
“Did you ever bribe any of the guards who aren’t spies?” Victoria questioned as she examined the paper.
“Definitely,” Terrence said, nodding at the files. “We always had some funds for that, even when I was leader, apparently. I’m glad I still cared about getting our guys out of that place. No one deserves to be there.”
“The General will want to know this,” Victoria said eagerly. “He wanted to see me, so let’s get moving.”
Terrence nodded and started after her, but stumbled into the doorframe, holding his head tightly.
“You good?” Victoria asked, and Terrence stared dizzily at her.
“You didn’t tell me you had a twin too.”
Victoria helped him to his bed.
“I’ll go,” she said. “Try and get a couple hours of sleep, but you might have to tell Galeforce what you told me.”
“Thass ffine,” Terrence slurred, closing his eyes.
“Alright. See you later.”
Terrence heard the door shut quietly as he dropped off to sleep.
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The front door slammed open, and footsteps thudded towards Terrence’s room.
He lay confused for a moment, then shot up in bed when the bedroom door banged open.
“Cap—sir—Gen…” Terrence stammered, still half-asleep.
“Get up,” Galeforce snapped, and Terrence got out of bed, stumbling for his dresser drawer before remembering he hadn’t changed out of his uniform yet. “Leave it! Follow me.”
Terrence stared, then hurried after Galeforce. Victoria was waiting in the den, both arms held behind her back.
Terrence stayed silent until they reached Galeforce’s office.
“Sit,” Galeforce barked, and Terrence hastily yanked the chair out and took a seat. “Are the Toppat Clan’s files on the Wall up to date, floor plans included?”
“Y-yes, sir…they are,” Terrence stammered. “Smith’s file is recent. He’s still undercover there, along with Wallace Pemberton.”
Galeforce nodded for Terrence to continue.
“Far as I read and can remember,” Terrence said, wringing his hands in his lap, “we made sure to keep the layout of the Wall updated in our files. Sometimes our members would be captured, and our spies would make it easier to get them out.”
Galeforce gave Terrence a long look; eventually he looked away, continuing to fidget.
“We believe Henry has been captured by them and is being transported there now.”
Terrence looked up sharply.
“How do you…”
“He had a tracker bracelet on,” Galeforce said. “It was giving us location updates until an hour ago. He’d just crossed the border into Canada when it was deactivated. But we’re working on piecing together the route he was taking….or more likely, the route his kidnappers were taking. He didn’t go back to his room last night, and we discovered signs of a struggle near Charles’ place.”
Galeforce held up a small gray object.
“This was also found, and is a device Henry’s known to have used.”
Terrence looked at the device curiously, noting green panels and a red button.
“Pay attention,” Galeforce ordered. “Quentin’s going to take you and Victoria to get Henry back.”
“What?!” Terrence burst out. “With…with all…due respect and everything…I don’t think I’m the best one for that!”
Galeforce narrowed his eyes, and Terrence balled his fists and lowered his gaze.
“You don’t remember,” Galeforce said, sliding a paper across to Terrence. “It was when you were Wilford’s right hand. A number of Toppats had been captured by the Wall, and you were assigned to go undercover and free them.”
Terrence looked up slowly.
“…and…did I?”
“You did, and Reginald, too. One of the Toppats you saved should look familiar.”
Terrence took a breath, then flipped the paper over to see a somewhat younger Right Hand Man gazing back at him.
“But…w-we…we had to…”
“Apply, yes,” Galeforce said. “We’ve taken care of that. The Toppats aren’t the only ones who’ve got people undercover, you know.”
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“About time,” Grigori muttered, glowering at Victoria and Terrence. “This way.”
They quickly followed after Grigori, passing several cells until finally turning down a longer hallway.
A sharp scent of rubbing alcohol made Terrence halt, but Victoria nudged him forward, and he followed Grigori into a small room.
“You wait here,” Grigori said, then gestured to Victoria. “Follow me.”
Terrence’s eyes widened, but she shook her head discreetly.
“See you later,” Victoria said, clapping a hand on his shoulder before leaving the small examination room.
Terrence clenched his fists as the door shut with a hiss. He looked around the room, seeing several red containers with biohazard signs on them.
He glanced back at the door, then quickly approached it and reached for the button.
Before he could press it, the door slid up and a man in a white coat walked in.
“Sit,” he said mildly, and Terrence glanced at the door, then reluctantly sat on the examination table. The man pulled out a packet and ripped it open, revealing an iodine swab. “Alright. Hold still. This won’t take long.”
“Alright,” Terrence mumbled, balling his fists and crumpling the paper on the table.
“All new guards get a microchip installed,” the man explained as he swabbed Terrence’s neck. “It’s a new procedure for guards’ safety. It tracks your vitals and location. Inmates frequently attack guards while trying to escape.”
Terrence swallowed hard as the doctor opened a drawer and pulled out a large syringe.
“Take a deep breath and hold still,” he said, and Terrence closed his eyes, then took a breath.
He felt a dull ache, then a burning pain.
“Done. Now just let me bandage it.”
The man quickly wrapped bandages around Terrence’s neck.
“Any nausea or dizziness?”
Terrence shook his head.
“Alright. Go into the hall and wait for Grigori.”
Terrence nodded and quickly left the room, leaning against the wall once outside.
“You good?”
Terrence jumped at Victoria’s voice.
“Yeah, thanks…you?”
“Yeah. Wasn’t too bad.”
“They didn’t do that when I was here last,” Terrence whispered, glancing around the empty hallway. “New procedure to protect guards, apparently.”
“Lucky us.” Victoria shrugged, then spoke quietly. “We’ll get them deactivated after we get Henry back to base.”
The doctor left the room and strode down the hall.
“Anyway,” Victoria continued quietly, “I heard a bit about Henry from Grigori. Didn’t mention him by name, but it’s a new guy who put up a fight. It’s worth looking into. He’s not in max security so we’ll be able to find him a bit more easily.”
“Alright,” Terrence said. “I haven’t been here, but once we get back to the main hallway things will look more familiar.”
Footsteps thumped down the hall, and Grigori swiftly approached.
“You’re assigned to the main cell block,” he said, gesturing for them to follow. “New inmates are trouble. You will both stand guard once you get equipment.”
Grigori led them back the way they’d come, then stopped and opened a door, leading them inside.
Two small beds were inside, each with a small chest at the foot of them.
“Orientation is in six hours. Be ready. After that you will guard the new inmates.”
They nodded, and Grigori briskly left.
Terrence sank on a bed and sighed.
“Do you think they trust us?”
“Nope,” Victoria said, sitting on the remaining bed. “But if everything goes well, we won’t be here too long.”
Terrence winced and rubbed his neck, then stretched out on the bed and closed his eyes.
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plantcrazy · 2 years
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Lost Children of the CCC - Escape The Wall
Chapter 4: Another Cell, Another Prison
"Reginald imagined the wind outside his window howling like a wild animal on the hunt. Tracking, sneaking, then the pounce! A movie in the silence of his mind.
This sound proofing of the cells was not ideal to say the least. Some kind of noise, even just the wind. Surely anything could make him feel less tense than he already was. At least provide a distraction from his screaming shoulder. Maybe?"
< Chapter 1
< Chapter 3
Chapter 5 >
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theocbox · 2 years
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damn, stinky has no humor smh
also, who is your fellow "infernal demon" companion, stinky?? Yes, I am calling you stinky now
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Warden: I have humor, you’re just not funny, and will you stop laughing!
Demy: ehehe Sorry sorry~
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Warden: But why ask me who he is, ask him.
Demy: I’m Wallace Pemberton, you can call me Demy for short though. I’m a demon king.
Warden: No your not. You told me that you were an accountant in hell.
Demy: Hmp, ruining my fun, can’t a demon lie a little?
Warden: Not about that your not.
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ask-thsc-blog · 10 months
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Pemberton slowly opened his eyes, but didn't looked at anyone
Wallace: ...yes sir
D'mitri: that'sh a good boy, now off with you, I have OTHER thingsh to do
Wallace grabbed his gun and held it thightly, him and other guards pushed the group through the door and walked away in the direction of the cells
>:(
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flawnle-arts · 8 months
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Happy three year anniversary to the Henry stickmin collection! This franchise means so much to me. Drew every one of of my ocs for it plus Wallace who is arguably an oc at this point too :)
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Thank you, everyone, I mean it.
This blog means so, so much to me. I’ve met so many people through this blog and it’s story and it’s characters have changed me as a person in a way. Wallace is so important to me now and it’s all because of this blog and all of you who interacted with him. Even if you just said “Hi”.
I always wanted this blog to be special, as I was drawing for every ask unlike other people, because I enjoyed doing that, never in my life would I have thought it’d blow up as it did. Never would I have thought I’d make friends through this that I still have to this day.
You all are a joy to talk to and I’m so thankful that you guys stuck with me for all my chaos. Thank you to everyone else in the officialverse for letting me join, as if you said no, my life would probably be very different right now. I wouldn’t change what happened here, I enjoyed it all.
So thank you again, to everyone who was involved in this, if you were an asker, a fellow ask blog, anyone, thank you.
This is goodbye for this blog’s story, Wallace’s story, my story. I might still post art relating to Wallace in the future but no more in character responses.
-Sincerely,
Your storyteller, Your friend,
Green
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flamingredanon · 2 years
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I think I’m going to touch Warden’s universe again; I’ll probably start with Ace and see how far I go from there. You got any headcanons for the characters in Warden so far?
Dmitri is used to drinking hot coffee, after running a prison complex for years, he is used to grabbing and going to get his coffee fix.
Dmitri the possible science guy? Figuring that he knows the ends and out of Warden's programming and what he can get away with, and just happened to have a waterproof EMP cup around and being able to just casually hijack the Airship's communications, probably means he might have some sort of knack for technology.
Wallace is a good actor who would sell your soul for a corn chip.
Right isn't going to give up using every possible opportunity to possibly fight the Warden programming or escape, no matter how futile it may seem.
Though with that being said, I like to imagine a good demoralizer that would hit Right in the heart is hearing that help won't be coming from his own Toppats.
Smith is playing both sides, trying to choose which side will be the best so he can continue to take care of his child.
And lastly, I am imagining that Reginald has not gotten proper sleep since Right flew off to the Wall, maybe plagued with terrible dreams of terrible what ifs, becoming even more jumpy as he hopes Right will return soon.
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Wallace things? :eyes:
You have really good timing, we just woke up! We are going to stick with more general things about.
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Starting off with he uses He/Them/Him/Themself pronouns, regardless of the timeline or AU
He likes fire, and has accidentally nearly burnt down a house before. Three times, actually.
He is very warm to the touch, and loves the cold and snow as it evens them out.
^ Will flop dramatically into the snow if too hot
Got very VERY close to being a teenage parent, but the girl he knocked up was lying about it. He wasn't the parent. It did hurt him a bit.
Doesn't matter how old he gets, at some point in time, you WILL find them curled up on the fridge around the cookie jar.
On the cookie note, he has a major sweet tooth that can rival Pinky Pie from My Little Pony, and cookies are his favorite deserts. A very close second being brownies.
He isn't exactly selfish, but he isn't fully stingy either. He's a weird mix that looks like 'you can have anything I have to offer, except for- *lists half the items he's offering*'
Acne scars acne scars acne scars-
Honestly, he purely suffers during the summer and will refuse to wear a jacket even if it's supposed to be a blizzard.
Owns AT LEAST three stuffed animals that people know about, but those three are set in plan view or on his bed. He has a whole bin somewhere that he had set away. He still loves every single one of them (and has named them all)
There is one very specific blanket that he uses for self comfort, and it always lays on his bed as a throw blanket. He won't use it for any other reason than comfort.
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Heh, sorry for that bit of a length list. It's mainly a few things all of us have noticed about Wallace. Well, other than his dragon qualities. Hope you guys enjoyed it!
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