Hear me out, Scrub Scrub from Wonka but it’s Helluva Boss Asmodeus, Mammon and Beelzebub singing it. You can probably work out who’s who.
This was a poster I had started working on February of last year, the new sketches were done today (January 12 2025). I got tired for Stolas and Moxxie + I don't care ab them or like their designs as much as I like Millie, Striker and Octavia so that's why they're kinda lazy.
If wanted I might revamp the entire poster rather than it being my old art style + some quick sketches.
But what if instead of Stolitz we got Stolas who was an actual villain and Blitzo x Striker. Blitzo hates Stolas but has to keep allowing his abuse (there's no SA in my rewrite) due to him and his workers being poor + he has to take care of a child (Loona is 13). In the Harvest Moon Festival Striker and Blitzo obviously had chemistry. Blitzo was considering joining Striker but ultimately chose not to due to the negative repercussions from Stolas, plus the whole needing to pay Moxxie and Millie. yada yada they stop him he gets away and at this point they're only lingering thoughts in each other's head. Maybe it keeps Blitzo up at night wondering what would have happened if he went with Strikers offer. In Western Energy, obviously we're giving Striker more of a threatening aura. This time it isn't Stella who hired Striker because Striker doesn't accept assassinations from royals. It was probably one of Stolas's imps or another wronged imp. In the end the assassination doesn't get called off, he doesn't live in a cave he lives in an abandoned train that's super cool looking and not totally sad. He also doesn't take Stolas to said train he does in fact go to a cave except he just leaves him tied and doesn't keep him on the tracks. Also there's no statue and no sexual jokes.
Anywayyysss.. he gets close to killing Stolas, he mentions Stella and Octavia and Stolas has a moment of realization though it's a hint too late as he practically ruined his relationship with both of them already. Anyways, Blitzo sends Moxxie and Millie to save him, they do. Striker is confused because he's basically saving Blitzo and yet he's being stopped??? In Oops, Striker is surprised to see that he had not only kidnapped Fizz but he kidnapped Blitzo too. Fizz and Blitzo do not make up in the end and during the fire of their escape Fizz leaves Blitzo behind to which Striker saves him and gets him out of their, apologizing to him and trying to help him get away before Crimson gets upset and tries to hunt them down.
I don't know if Stolas was still with Asmodeus or not due to Stolas not giving him an Asmodean crystal but if he was maybe we could do angst where Stolas goes after Striker and Blitzo in belief that Striker was stealing him and turns him to stone or something along those lines leading to a super manipulative scene with Blitzo and Stolas where he basically guilt trips Blitzo into coming with him and leaving Striker even more upset and hateful towards Stolas. This could also explain why Blitzo saw Striker in Truth Seekers.
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My family consists of many children, women and elderly people and we are suffering from horrific conditions.. Our house was bombed in the northern Gaza Strip and we were displaced to the southern Gaza Strip to Al-Zawaida and the family was scattered in tents and shelters in the central camps...
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Dear Humanity,
I'm Haya from Gaza , from a family of 8 people: my parents, two sons, and four daughters (two of them suffer from allergies).
I've witnessed the evidence of the tragedy that has struck our lives in Gaza, where my family and I have survived amidst numerous previous wars. But today, we face the most dangerous and fierce battle in the current war. The urgent need intensifies for us, as we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs such as food, water, and safe shelter.
Here is our story - On October 7th, our lives changed forever, my family and I evacuated from northern Gaza to southern Gaza, hoping to return soon, but it wasn't meant to be. Our home was surrounded, burned, and then completely destroyed, Our home, once a fortress of hope, now lay in ruins, a stark reminder of our shattered dreams.
The night before we left from the north to the south was terrifying. Shelling sounds were everywhere, making a loud noise that felt like it went through our souls. Every explosions shook the ground like earthquakes, sending shockwaves of fear through our trembling bodies. filling us with fear. The air smelled of destruction and blood, making it hard to breathe. When dawn came, we saw the devastation around us, realizing our home was now a symbol of loss and despair.
We ran into the streets and with each step we took into the unknown streets, we felt as if we were plunging deeper into the abyss of our shattered existence, leaving behind everything we own in our home: Clothes, important official documents, the car, and literally it's almost everything - the enormity of our loss weighed heavily upon us.
Our home it was where we found hope, safety, and made precious memories. Losing it felt like losing years of our lives, leaving us adrift amidst the wreckage of our shattered existence.
A brief video depicting the devastation that struck our home and our entire neighborhood in Gaza.
Desperate Plea: Escaping Gaza's Allergy Nightmare
I, Haya, suffer from severe allergy to penicillin-derived medications, and my sister, Amal, also suffers from severe allergies to medications from my family such as Paracetamol and Ibuprofen.
These allergies create a deep sense of fear and anxiety for us, as we live in a constant state of tension and fear of anything that may require a visit to the hospital. We fear being given inappropriate medications due to the unavailability of suitable treatments in Gaza because of war or lack of awareness and not informing the doctor of our allergies, which could lead to serious consequences threatening our lives.
MY Father Income
Our dreams are heading towards oblivion in the labyrinth of an uncertain future
My story, along with my siblings, represents a united team of four individuals, three of whom are skilled programmers and one graphic designer. We work as freelancers in the world of freelancing.
As for my younger sister, she is a student studying at the College of Architecture. She has always carried a big dream in her heart, a dream of being part of changing Gaza, of making it more beautiful and better. She looked forward to the day when she would receive her degree and start building this dream. But the beginning of the war changed everything. The destruction of infrastructure and universities cast shadows of despair over her dreams.
When I think of my brother in Belgium, I can't help but feel deep sadness. He has been suffering from unbearable anxiety and insomnia since the outbreak of the war. Sleep eludes him at night, and his physical and mental health collapses under the weight of these heavy burdens, negatively affecting his performance at work. Problems and challenges pile up in front of him without the slightest opportunity for rest.
We all feel psychological pressure and extreme anxiety. The war hasn't been limited to external attacks but has deeply infiltrated our daily lives. We search among the rubble for a little safety and the basic resources for survival. Every day comes with a new challenge that we must overcome.
As we sway amidst the rubble of shattered dreams, our souls wrestle and our hearts beat strongly challenging the ravages of war.
Our parents earnestly seek a way to rescue us from this hell, feeling the heavy responsibility for every moment we spend under the shadows of fear and destruction. They dream of a safe place where they can build for us a better future, filled with security and hope, for we deserve life in all its meanings of comfort and peace.
Perhaps this fundraising campaign represents a light in the midst of darkness, it is indeed the only hope we cling to firmly.
I appeal to the world as a whole to hear my cry and the mournful cry of my family in Gaza. We need the helping hand that reaches out to wipe our tears and build a bridge to safety.
Your donation is not just a donation; it's an opportunity to rebuild life and brighten a better tomorrow. Be part of our hopeful story, for we need your hand to start anew.
The purpose of the fundraising campaign
The goal of this fundraising campaign is to rescue my family - my parents, my siblings, and me - through the Rafah Crossing to Egypt, which currently requires $5000 per person. This campaign is our only chance to stay alive, and I humbly request your assistance at this critical time. I will provide you with a comprehensive breakdown of the expenses, committing to transparency and clarity.
Thank you for your kindness and support.
.جزاكم الله خيراً
yours sincerely;
Haya Alshawish.
Can you do a Sundrop stimboard? He’s one of my biggest comfort characters!
☀️sundrop stimboard☀️
aww the goober
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And a video of Ahmad's neighborhood from an upper floor
Dear friends and supporters, After more than a year of suffering and resilience amidst the harsh conditions of war, our home is in urgent need of partial reconstruction so we can regain stability and continue our lives. The damage to our home has greatly affected our daily lives, especially as I live with my 68-year-old mother, who suffers from chronic illnesses and requires special care in a safe and stable environment
I am reaching out to you with this appeal, hoping for your support and contributions, no matter how small, to help rebuild our home and secure the minimum necessities for living.
Every contribution, whether financial or by sharing this post, means the world to us. Together, we can overcome this hardship and reclaim a part of the life that war has taken from us.
For donations or to get in touch:
May God bless you all.
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A new post with latest pictures obtained.