very old, but still a favorite art. my first fanart for badboyhalo. At that time, I felt bad and his content gave me back the strength to draw and will to continue on my way. I really love everything about his content and him in general.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE / HALLOWEEN COMIC
Have a BadBoyHalo dressed as a vampire and a COMIC
(I have my personal head cannon that Dream smp BadBoyHalo is a 3-4 century old demon with halo. I thought vampire would be a great costume for him. In my au he is a many century old childish demon, I think that's pretty weird o_o)
(Also I gave him a hat but he looks like a western villain for some reason)
Anyways enjoy my little comic
For the people who can't read my handwriting:
Skeppy playing his Nintendo switch asks: -"Bad aren't you too old for this" referring to BadBoyHalo's Halloween outfit.
BadBoyHalo turns at him practically offended: -"Skeppy! Age is not a reason to not have fun"
(Description: BBH was posing for some reason then Skeppy interrupted)
Skeppy with a sly expression smirks at BadBoyHalo then says:
-"Okay, Okay" -"Stop yelling. I get it." -"Also don't forget to bring me some candy"
"NEVER!!!"
THE END >_>
This is my first time doing something like this hope you enjoyed <3
The man-made cavern was humid, the air thick with spores, choking their every breath. Vines red as blood curled under their feet, coating the stone floor. The flowers blooming on the writhing vines bathed the room in a deep red-orange light.
"Bad?" Sam is the first to break the suffocating silence as they venture carefully into the infested room.
"You came."
The demon's voice echoes throughout the space, rough and raspy. His tone is off, somehow, lacking its lightness.
"Yeah, we came, what's... going on?" Sam gestures for the others to stay near the obsidian-coated doorway. He steps further in as the vines begin creeping up around his boots.
"We need your help." Black and white feathers pepper the living carpet.
"Okay," Sam tries to pick out Bad's familiar form in the dim light, tightening his grip on his trident, "With what, exactly?" He has to tug himself from the vines grasping at him as he forges on toward the egg.
"Sam-" Antfrost calls quietly from the door, worry in his voice.
The mob hybrid gives his feline friend a reassuring wave, keeping his focus on the room.. and the egg. "What do you need, Bad?"
He stops in his tracks as something begins to move, his eyes widening as his heart is dragged into the heels of his boots.
The strange silhouette that sat in front of the egg began to turn and shift in a chorus of creaking and snapping, flaring decaying wings as it grinned with its skeletal face. Vines writhed and curled across its once humanoid body as it outstretched its arms toward him, fingers extruded to unnatural lengths.
He could feel the vines climbing up his legs as it moved, as vines crept from its rotting jaw.
“We are so hungry, Sam."
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This has taken a literal week to finish please help me
I was designing some dudesTM and got distracted by the thought of “what if badboyhalo had a bloodborne esque design”
Anyway now back to your regularly scheduled programming