Freddy: ..Men..are kinda hot...
Roxy: I think women are hot...
Chica: Women are hot!
Bonnie: They're both hot...
Monty: Everyone is hot!
Foxy: Why is IT SO FUCKING HOT IN HERE???
So I played around in the Relics DLC and I gotta say, wow. So anyway, have some headcanons while I work on the damned comic.
_ NARINDER_
Goes by He/They/It
He’s a bi-disaster
Uses his tail to stim
Before everything, he, Lashy and Shamura were close.
His scythe was a gift from Kalamar and he adored it.
He was kinda an asshole
One day though, he got tired of the same old things happening and wanted to try something new, something controversial
So he made the Resurrection Ritual and that set everything in motion
His siblings feared this and they couldn’t understand why he was so a okay with it
It caused them to shun him and make him do things he didnt want to do without realizing
Photosensitive and cannot handle bright things. The void was the hell of hells
Narinders attacks towards his family were calculated and directed to what they loved most
He attacked Shamuras mind because he knew they loved to read and plan various things, Heket loved to sing so what better to take from her than her voice. Kalamar loved to listen to his followers voices when they praised him but now he can’t hear and Leshy loved to find and collect shiny things to give his siblings so it’s best to take his eyes
Nari wasn't unaffected by this of course, throughout the years during his imprisonment, it drove him further off the edge and made him mad with anger.
It didn’t help that the chains holding him were so tight and filled with divine energy it burned the flesh off his arms
His first day in imprisonment he told his cult to kill anyone that wasn't part of the red crowns faith.
When that didn’t work he forced his siblings undead followers to try and kill them after 200 years.
And when that didn’t work he sat and cried.
About 300 years into his imprisonment he started tasking people with his crown to make cults in his name and kill any of his siblings followers
When it hit 400 years, he met his first host and gave them the crown to create a cult in his name and kill the Four Bishops
This failed many times with the vessels either being too weak, lazy or overcoming with power and thinking themselves a god.
When it hit 800 years,he finally calmed down enough to actually make a proper plan.
He didn't even know about Foranus
When the twins popped up in his domain, he was quite startled. Despite him being death itself he was never pleased when young children died.
Out of pity he took the twins under his wing, teaching them various spells, curses and helping them perfect their physical abilities. He bent and shaped them to his will. He didn't want to make them mirrors of himself, but he didn't want them to have to much individuality.
Though with them keeping him busy, it did lessen his anger. Only a little.
He put them through unspeakable pain in his name. He made them fight each other and harm innocents till he thought them worthy of veils. He gifted them both with the power of Nine Lives.
He doesn't regret it.
Children or not, pain is necessary for gain.
After the Lamb kicked his ass, he was forced to think about what he’s done.
He misses his siblings and wishes they were still around.
He knows he has to tell Foranus what’s happened to her kits eventually.
He doesn't the twins that much. He’s annoyed with them, disappointed even.
How dare they call themselves attendants of Death and be beaten by a 3-foot-tall lamb?
He has trouble lifting things after chains were wrapped around his arms for years. He refuses to get help.
The Lamb helps anyway.
When the Lamb brought the twins back he promptly told them to never speak with him and go explore or something.
His relic is Narinders Arms, he doesn’t know where it is
Does eventually end up in a relationship with the Lamb. A healthy one.
Is called: Lord Narinder, The Old Death, and The Lambs Pet by cult members. But is called Darling and Love by the Lamb
Goes by He/They/It
He’s a bi-disaster, canonically
Before everything, he, Shamura, and Leshy were close. He was playful and patient and kind and liked to bother Heket a lot.
His scythe was a gift from Kalamar and he adored it.
One day though, Shamura got the prophecy, and that set Narinders anger in motion, destroying his love for his siblings
Photosensitive and cannot handle bright things. The void was the hell of hell
Narinder's attacks on his family were calculated and directed at what they loved most
He attacked Shamuras mind because he knew they loved to read and plan various things, Heket loved to sing so what better to take from her than her voice. Kalamar loved to listen to his follower's voices when they praised him but now he can’t hear and Leshy loved to find and collect shiny things to make art with so it’s best to take his eyes
Nari wasn't unaffected by this of course, throughout the years during his imprisonment, it drove him further off the edge and made him mad with anger, and made him even more manipulative and sadistic.
On his first day in imprisonment, he told his cult to kill anyone that wasn't part of the Red Crowns faith.
When that didn’t work he forced his sibling's undead followers to try and kill them after 200 years.
And when that didn’t work he sat and cried.
About 300 years into his imprisonment he started tasking people with his crown to make cults in his name and kill any of his sibling's followers
400 years in, he met Ratuu and Forunas. He loved Fornaus like no other and wanted to give her a wonderful gift. The gift being her sons.
When Forunas gave birth he gave her a blessing to live forever healthy so she could see them again and took the twins after 6 years. While he cursed Ratuu with immortality to rot slowly for failing him and his sons.
Clingy
He loved and cared for his boys and took them under his wing, teaching them various spells, and curses and helped them perfect their physical abilities. He helped them channel their inner divine power and blood. But just like with his siblings, his anger from being trapped and them dying clouded his mind and slowly eclipsed his love for them. It turned to something warm and soft, but bitter and thin as time went on. It caused him to put them through inexcusable pain in the name of their survival.
After the Lamb kicked his ass, he was forced to think about what he’s done and wishes he could take it all back.
He never told Foranus what happened to her kits and he has yet to confront her.
He does miss her company and still loves her. His fear of her hating him stops him from saying anything though.
Aym was always his favorite.
Every time he thinks about Baal or sees him, it causes a shock of pain in him. How did he not see his oldest hating him so much…?
He wants to reconcile with the boys.
He has trouble lifting things after chains were wrapped around his arms for years. The Lamb usually helps him.
Ok so technically i dont go here, but I absolutely WOULD call myself a fan of him
What can I say, watched an AstralSpiff vod n got attached to puppy. Shrimple as that
*edit yeah I missed the sun charm I originally thought it got ripped off him oops. Should I draw him again, which I really think I will I love the religiously persecuted puppy, I'll fix that kekw
Sorry for not posting, been caught up in school and the mass amounts of homework my math and science teachers give me.
So, in a slew of no rabbits, please take these messy sketches of the twin foxes: Lolbit and Funtime Foxy. I haven’t much to say, but Clickteams Lolbit is peak design and I thank them for delivering.
F.Foxy’s design was difficult and I’m still not sure about his lower half and might change it. I do however like his coat and his cute hat. That’s all for now,, uhh, I’ll be drawing a rabbit right this instant
Happy Valentines Day! :p Here's a black heart bonnie for you all.
Ya know I didn't use to like valentines day, cause it felt like I had to conform to society's standards and find someone to love if I didn't want to. Like, I remember the kids in my class asking me if I had a crush even though we were basically 9. I didn't get it, so I would always say 'no one' or point to the most random person and hope they didn't say anything. Thankfully, they usually didn't and ran off. Nowadays though, I'm really happy when valentines day rolls around cause that means lots of chocolate In the store! And the next day it's all discount so I can get some for me, my siblings and my friends! It's great! Anyway, hope you enjoy the drawing. Maybe ill make a colored version for him.
▼ Before Us Stands The Last Of Its Kind. All Others Have Been Hunted And Put Down By The Blade.
● Finally, With This Last Sacrifice, The PROPHECY, Will Be Impossible To Complete.
⬥ That HERETIC That Lies Below, Bound In Chains, Will Be Condemned To Eternal Isolation.
☽ And Then, And Only Then, Shall The Old Faith Be Preserved.
+ w-wait...
+ NO!
𓁹 Awaken, Little Lamb
ITS VANNY!
I love her design! Her patches, her bow tie, her playful expression- I love what I did here honestly. I also think she’d pull at her mouth to be like “Smiile!” To her victims like it’s supposed to be some kind of honor.
Aaanyway! I wanted her fit to be more stealthy then Willys but also more fun. I mean you can’t get springlocked in a onesie can you? I forgot to draw where her hood connects to her mask but we can pretend it’s there :))
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| Oh, Great Lamb. Praise Be To You. God Anew...Shal Your Kingdom Rise Above.|
| For All Shal Hear Your Gospel.|
| But Beware, Lamb, For Some Arnt Content To Stay Dead.|
| And Crowns Hold Grudges. |
| CULT OF THE WRATHFUL|
A comic made by milksakex!
I feel like Angels have a very muted color pallet compared to like, humans and demons. It’s repetitive and boring. They’d all have black or white body’s with black, white, gold, or pale blue halos that wrap around their faces or necks. Then their eyes also follow those colors. And then strips of pale light coming off their backs as wings. The only amount of vibrant color an average Angel has is the subtle rainbow sheen covering their body. The more powerful an Angel is the bigger with more prominent halos and more eyes and arms, it doesn't help their blandness at all. If you showed an Angel and vibrant color, they wouldn’t like it at all. Although I think God's first angels are much more colorful than the others albeit pastel.
On the other hand, I think that demons are very vibrantly colored while also having much more diversity. I think they use their colors mostly to see each other in the dark, as a way to communicate which sector they're from and attract someone they're into. The eyes, shoulders, horns, hair, tail, and legs are common places where vibrant colors would glow. Cheeks are also one but that’s uncommon. A more powerful demo, like a sinner, would be more colorful than say, your average hell-born. Because of this, however, pastel colors don’t really exist in Hell due to how white they can be. It’s weird to see a demon walking around with pastel colors.
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