I'm Lost In The In The Closet... Not In Closet... Lost In The In The Closet

H-Hello?-

“ Oh yeah- Hi newbie or whatever, can I have some of this? ”

The whole sketch sheet is complete, finished shaded, and more. I spent too much time on this... Of course, when I took the picture.It's been a week or more since it been done, i thought it'd be fun to try to write the story a little bit while posting the other pictures. Since it's a little undercooked now, I fear I burned it... These next words are more of closing thoughts...

(Game over, she swore she saw those words before up there. In the blackness of the void, but they're a lot more sugary than last time, last time? The memory slowly came to rear its ugly ahead. Oh yeah, this happened before.... But back then, there was more of a red glare. This was a soft, sugary game. Of course, the game over would be different, but the words underneath it... Insert four quarters to continue, rummaging around the pockets. Those are normally filled with the brim of code data to help her, to find nothing. Of course, she looks down at her body. Seeing the sugary facade slowly go first pixel by pixel, revealing the horrible truth underneath, and pretty soon that will go to... But why is it so painfully slow? The deletion process was a lot faster last time,... A sigh escapes her lips. She has accepted this situation... There's nothing here, but a void of black and a mistake, and the words...

She figured she would reflect on the past. Well, she's here to review everything, as her thoughts scramble for panic that she's trying to suppress, a memory popped up a good memory of the twins, helping her decorate and make her own little garage area sense she didn't have one,... She saw what happened to road blasters from the highest point of the bleachers quickly running down to her siblings that she loved even though she caused chaos on the track whenever she was on, she still cared about them, she tried to yell at them, tried to get them out of the game, but they wouldn't listen, "i should've drive them out myself. Or at least put myself in the player position so the game would still run, i guess I can't change it now. I hope wherever they are, they're okay. ".... A clunking sound could be heard to roll out.The void, like a quarter, was being inserted. She looked up at the words, Insert three quarters to continue,... She stared at it confused, didn't it say four?, penny for your thoughts munch?, with a huff, she tried to think of something else for a bit since the thought of turbo time is so painful,

Vanellope...oh... I wish I would have been nicer to my little sister... Teach her how to glitch more effectively... at least keep her safe... I couldn't even do that..."If it makes up for anything, I am sorry, my little glitch," she mumbled... Another quarter sound can be heard, 2..."So I guess this self reflection is helping somewhat. "... A bit of desperation finally seeps into her code, encouraging her to think of something else as the last bits of pixels fade from the sugary facade. Revealing an inverse coloration of turbo, looking down at herself, she is reminded that she is just a copy of a shadow of a man.That is so selfish it hurts...

Now, thinking about it, what is she even supposed supposed to be... Everyone tells her that she has removed the code, but no one tells her what that code is... Or what it is, since she's not a her anymore... Can she even keep that monocle... She doesn't see why not since she has nothing else to show her identity... thought it occurred to her. She never thought of what she's supposed to be doing. Or what her code is telling her to do, thinking back. She always finds joy in driving and causing chaos for the other drivers around her throwing stuff, knocking over barrels, she had to keep that on the down low for sugar rush, and it drove her mad, when getting those sugar cubes during a race? Oh, it was heaven either to wait until an affordable opportunity to screw over as many racers as possible or do it right away. Just for the heck of it and to see the look on their faces... I'm an enemy racer, of course, I take joy out of seeing a player, spin out... Whoa, where did that come from... She blinked a couple of times. It must have been her code that finally reached out to her to tell her what she was... An enemy racer,ha, everything makes sense now... her want to ruin her game, other games just for the sake of screwing over the players. She can kinda see why her code was kind of removed now, but to go to extremes, to completely crash, sugar rush was a little overboard, "i guess taking things too far is kind of my specialty"..."And besides, the game wouldn't be fun without some form of antagonist,"... She laughed and giggled, finding pure joy, just the thought looking up at that face behind the screen with an angry scowl. On their face, mad at her for ruining their fun time... Then, the realization hits her. She's just deleted code. The code itself had to reach out to the spreadsheet of turbo and invert the colors just to give her a model..."i guess in a way I was doing my job, hehe," her laughter died down, that doesn't excuse her actions, not even close, causing a pit in her stomach, the quarter sound hitting the bank plays again...1...

She started to cry a little... She couldn't think of anything else that she wanted to reflect on, only her anger on turbo and what he had done. It makes sense now. On why is she so angry at him all the time. She's supposed to be a rival or a straight-up. Antagonist to him... It doesn't give her an excuse to be so mean to him. She could have been better about it, then again, given what he has done to Sugar Rush. She should've knocked him in the head until he passed out, but instead, she thought she would be the better person and work alongside him to keep herself safe... She couldn't even guarantee that she wouldn't be erased... So half of his actions did fall upon her to do... All for what... Attention that she's probably never gonna get... That word came up again... Attention... Does it even matter?... The players are gonna hate her anyway... Maybe because she saw the ego in him growing and did nothing about it... If she did do something, He would just probably ignore her or call her names, throw her in a corner, and forget about her... Maybe she's mad at him for being such a selfish monster... No, that's being a hypocrite... Cause she was a monster herself... She wanted this goal so bad that she was willing to hurt herself for it... Well, that's not a healthy thought process... And it clearly shows on her precious lowrider...huh... "I guess I have a problem. Maybe if I asked ralph for help, he would help me to?".... She thought about it... ralph did say there was a support group for bad guys... And under some technical terms, she is a bad guy... Maybe they could help... That's if... She was still alive... She slowly looks down in despair...

Half of her actual body is gone... But the sound of a quarter filled in the space as her head snapped up, the screen was going bright... And she can see, it's starting to sparkle, like the sugar cubes, she tried to make out something in the brightness, and she swears she could see mister lickwhack but she wasn't able to get much details before something jabs into her from her back, regenerating the sugary facade, and everything else in a blink of an eye, knocking her out, slowly wiping her memories of this experience, only keeping the important stuff, before everything going bright again,... Press start)

This was mostly inspired by the game over fan Fics that I came across. If I ever figure out how to link text, I will put them here..

Slowly trying to get thorw a no internet problem, don't worry... I'm getting things done...and when I fully get back, there's gonna be a big wave of stuff...maybe...no promises

Out of all the sinstar bug designs, this one's adorable

YOOOOOO I FINALLY FINISH THIS PICTURE OF SINISTAR!!!!(✪▽✪)💖💖✨✨ @king-candybug-backup

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problems wail animating

from a bit ago

Something opens in the lab, like some form of hole in reality, something opened it, and it lets it's noodle like arms out first,

A strange dog like creature sticks its head out of the hole, with a permanent smile on its face, making it look almost creepy, it's hat is making dark shadows on the side of its face, like it's covering up something.

Spiral: i may not know much about broken bones, but boy, you have been through the ringer!

It laughs after that sentence, like something about it was funny, before its clay like body spins around a little upside down, holding out a card.

Spiral: I'll try to keep this short, knowing that you're a busy duck, the name spiral majin, call me spiral for short,... If you need me for anything to fetch beyond your reach, i'll be listening from a couple of dimensions over~ ...hehe.

On the card, it seems to be the name of the creature along with a tv channel number. On the back of the card seems to be a symbol of stars and a spiral along with some form of passage along the edges, a little too small to read right now.

Spiral: pleasure doing business with you...

The creature just places the card on the table before disappearing through its black abyss of a box before it shuts like a garage door and then disappears with a satisfying pop.

(Sorry, i'm not the best at writing, lol, hopefully this doesn't break the rules)

Good morning~... How was your fall?:)

It's been. 8 months.

8 months of this ask sitting here. Mocking him. Waiting for him to answer a call he wasn't ready to. Of him hiding, swallowing his pride and ignoring it. Ignoring his past. His failures. His mistakes. His downfall. The unceremonious end of the Glorious Starline Empire.

Its taunted him. Haunted him. Made its way under his flesh, his skin and bones, like some parasite infesting him and making him angry. Sad. Scared. Confused. Bitter. Resentful. Hateful. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. HATE.

He's a broken man. A broken one that put himself back together... Quite literally. Piece by piece. Stitch by agonizing stitch. Because he's stubborn. Because he refuses to give up despite ALL the odds against him. Because he's Doctor Starline.

"Mind your own business." Its all he can muster. He's so tired.

Of course... I don't have an answer to this...

that one vocab test question haunts me so i drew it

Lp... You're licking your arm... I don't care if you taste like some blueberry sour patch kid...stop

( After her daily chat with King Candy, she drives off to diet coca cola mountain, it's been a few years after she spawned in, and she's getting accustomed to the place and her new looks, as weirdly convenient as they are, she finds her most favorite part of the day is visiting Vanellope, that little girl is so brilliant. Glitch and all, she tried to make a cart that was peddled power. It was very unfortunate that taffeta had to find out, come by, it ruined the fun, she giggled she came up on to the mountain in her low rider, she was planning to make up yesterday with sledding, pulling out some waivers from on top of lowrider, to show her, last place walked to the false wall, putting her ear to it, making sure at her new friend is not crying, she can hear the echoes of silent sobs, which made the death glitch smile, knowing this is the perfect opportunity walking in,

Vanellope was sitting on her sponge cake bed, crying into a candy wrapper. Those bullies stopped her from getting her dreams again, but she wasn't gonna give up. Last place knew that "woah, hay?... What happened?" she strained concern as she walked over to Vanellope slowly putting an arm around her shoulder..."taffda came by the junkyard and... *sniff* and..." The poor little girl looks like she's gonna devolve. Into tears again, last place slowly put her arms around the little girl in parental instinct, "ssshhh, shhh, sh, she's just a big bully, you know that"..."Why can you race, and I can't...it's not fair"..."Vanellope...*sigh*... We went over this, I have to or"..."or king candy will arrest you. I know, I know, just why can't you give me the coin, So I can race in your stead"... last place sighs again, "That's not how it works, sugar spot," she stuck her hand in her pocket and pulled out a coin that floats in her hand as she open palms tries to hand her it, "go on, try to take it if you can get it out of my hand I'll even let you race with lowrider" the little glitch knew how much lowrider meant to its older sister, if you get to touch the steering wheel, let alone start up The engine is a privilege. So Vanellope grabbed the coin and tried to pull it out of the open palm of the dark glitch in front of her, realizing that despite it floating off of her hand, it was very stuck in place, she kept pulling and pulling desperate to get the coin kind of her hand before turning red face and giving up,"is this some kind of joke, some form of prank,"..." Sorry, sugar spot, I wish it was." Last place waved her hand with the coin in it. trying to chuck it or throw it anywhere, but it doesn't come off, "this thing only seems to come off when I want to race, or i'm putting it in my pocket" "wow, that's just mean lp, you know it wouldn't come off, and yet you tease me with the promise of driving lowrider" she pouted "yeah, I know, but I wouldn't give you such determination, if I didn't"... The death glitch laughed at its younger sibling,"Don't be too hard on yourself, besides, I brought some wafers so we can take them up. Ice cream summit to go sledding"... Vanellope still looked very upset about the teasing and something else..."Look, kid, i'm restricted by limitations to, i know it doesn't seem like many limitations, but I could never cross the finish line in first to be a good racer, i'm not even allowed to be on the roster, but i just doubled my focus on something else,"..."Like being the best glitch disappearing act"..."Exactly - wait, what did you call me?"..."disappearing, act like you make things and yourself disappear at times"... Last place gives a weird look before continuing "maybe we can find something else in your code that tells you what you're good at, and so we don't have to, well, put everyone in danger"... She pauses, waiting for a response... but doesn't get one, "kid, what am I gonna do with you?"... Last places with a chuckle "maybe go sledding on those ice cream summits," the little glitch responds, "exactly, now, come on I left lowrider, running, and I don't wanna anybody taking her while i'm talking to you"... She walks out with the little glitch. Following right behind her, she smiles, hoping this will take her mind off of racing for the day and keep her out of the roster race)

aaawww...ok then crawling sound of leaving

it seems some one likes laeving gifts...

maybe thar nice

This is actually a bit of a funny reference from Silent Hill 3:

Excuse me while I invert your colors...hehe

Have whatever this thing is