Wolfin | Boom Bap Type Beat| Mc Ren Type Beat | 90 BPM | C Major | Prod....
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i went to the type beats convention and they didn't even put your name in any of the titles
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Insta kills in persona are so cheap you cant just let the enemy instakill with no warning + no way to counter in a game where if the special guy dies its a gameover. It just leads to persona builds on mc that favor nulling every type ever instead of genuinley interesting combos that can make the game so much more fun.
Like lets be real we all have a persona that is null to curse or bess at all times and or a busted healing persona. Like when we could make the most coolest technical teams ever instead 💀
Strikers was so real for making it if joker dies the fight still goes on (and tactica is so real for letter us not have joker on the team in the first place)
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id under the cut
image id: a digital drawing of a fallout: new vegas courier. there are two drawings showing it, one in full view and one just a head shot. it’s white and slightly tanned, has grey eyes, dark brown hair and a stubble. it’s wearing a long brown coat, a light brown cowboy hat, a white tank top, blue jeans, dark brown cowboy chaps and light brown cowboy boots, as well as a long glove and a pip-boy on its right hand, and a fingerless glove on its left hand. all of its clothes are tattered. on it’s neck, there are two necklaces, one is just a screw cap on a string and the other is two dog tags. their left eye is covered with a black eyepatch. they have one hand stuffed into the pocket of their pants and one adjusting their hat, they’re looking down, slightly nervous. on the second drawing, they are only visible to their shoulders and the drawing is uncolored. it shows them looking up and to the side with a neutral expression. below it, text says “greying hair+moles”. next to the courier’s head on the first drawing there is “kurier” written in bold, yellow letters. underneath it, in black text it says “any pronouns (it/its preferred)”. all around the canvas there are notes referring to certain parts of the character, next to its head it says “eyepatch NOT optional” and “necklaces optional”, next to it’s side it says “outfit can be changed” and next to its boots it says “boots have spurs”. the background is white. end id
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Episode 1 | The Willow Tree
It was a slow glide over the darkened lands, Eternal Sugar's wings stiff after a lack of use for so many years. Her gaze never remained in one place, searching constantly for something, anything, that would allude to where she was.
Yet with the darkness of everything, it was getting increasingly hard to see.
"How did Shadow Milk ever manage in this low of a light level..." The beast muttered to herself, tucking her wings in to dip a little lower, hoping she'd be able to see things better if she were closer to the ground.
Spreading out her wings once more, Eternal Sugar couldn't help herself from smiling softly as she felt the wind whip past her face, the cool air a stark but welcome contrast from the warmth of her slumber.
For a moment, she allowed herself to close her eyes, smiling softly as she enjoyed the cold air.
When she opened her eyes again, a soft glow in the corner of her vision caught her attention. Without hesitation, she made a sharp turn around, tilting herself up to gain some altitude before leveling out once more.
Her gaze remained trained on that soft glow, with it getting brighter the closer she got to it.
When she finally landed, having to dig her heels into the soft ground to stop her momentum, she looked up, only to be met with a large silver willow tree.
The bark of the tree was covered in cracks, light of different colors filtering through. White, red, blue, and purple. The light bounced off the shiny silver leaves of the tree, hitting back onto the tree and painting it in an almost mosaic manner.
Eternal Sugar would almost think it was pretty, if it wasn't the thing keeping her in this pitch black hell hole.
With a soft sigh, the winged cookie made her way forward, pressing her forehead to the tree alongside her hand, a smile forming to her lips as she watched the red light grow brighter.
"They're okay..." She muttered, a tired chuff leaving her as she shook her head.
"...I'm okay."
Whether that was a confirmation to herself, or to the other beasts, she didn't know.
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happy sunday. welcome to: Ames is losing their goddamn mind because they’re having a style crisis and Eddie fucking munson is my victim.
i’m gonna keep drawing this ONE pose until i figure out what tf i like. and i WILL be keeping y’all updated. i apologize in advance. lmk how i should style my munson
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