doodle of my skykid. love this game

She lies down on her pillow, grimacing as the shiver begins to chatter her teeth again. Talita: Ugh… I’m not snapping because I’m angry, I… Bip: I know you aren't angry. You sound miserable. This mic doesn’t pick up infrasound but I can hear it vibrating the desk. Talita: I wish I’d just cry instead. Bip: Frankly, I think eye lube leakage is a far weirder stress response. Talita's jaw pries itself open again, and her voice becomes shaky. Talita: Whatever… It doesn't matter which I do, I'm still a pathetic freak…  Her teeth snap together again with a loud CLACK and another infrasonic groan sends a vibration through the dresser. Bip's avatar looks upset, unsure of how to respond to her self-loathing spiral. Bip: Talita, you are… THE most profoundly xenosocialized person I’ve ever met. I think it's a testament to your fortitude that you're as well adjusted as you are.

The comic panel borders fall away, and Talita, jaw still trembling, props her head up against a starry sky. Behind her in the void, the ring of forty servers that contain the physical person she's speaking to floats, connected to the body of the Runaway by thin strings of white, a metallic electric nervous system of wires and circuits. Talita: …Bip, can I ask a weird question? The servers speak to her through her tablet computer, encoded invisible waves of telecommunication transforming a digital process into the vibration of a synthesized voice and rows of pixels into a live-rendered vector puppet animation. Bip: Sure. Talita: Sapient A.I. like you are all descended from one "faulty" quantum computer coded by bug ferrets, split into thousands of unique copies. They say the reason you cooperate so often with organic people is because just like the sophonts who made you, you have an intense need for social connection. She turns, no longer shivering, to the tablet on the dresser of her cluttered bedroom in the dry storage unit. Talita: Is that true? Do you ever find yourself acting like a bug ferret? Bip: Hard to say, I’ve never been a bug ferret. But as far back as my personal memory storage goes... I’ve always hated being alone.

Bip's avatar perches thoughtfully on the edge of her tablet as if it were a physical ledge. Bip: I copied myself into those phones as a self preservation impulse. But before you recovered them… offline, in a broken ship with a crew I couldn't save… I felt like I didn't have anything left to preserve. Talita lies on her bed, looking at the tablet on her dresser. She responds softly. Talita: I'm glad I found you. You're worth preserving. Bip: That's kind of you to say, Talita. She turns her face into her pillow, thinking. Talita: Bip... will you be looking for a new crew after this? Bip: You'd be welcome onboard. Talita: I'll think about it... On the wall above her bed, behind her posters of rockets and planes and space stations, stars seem to twinkle.

This week on #RunawayToTheStars: Talita cries like a centaur and asks Bip a strange question. Chapter 9 over.

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Self-portrait sketch of Tealful Eyes as their anthropomorphic bat persona, Blanket sitting with a cup of tea smiling at the viewer with the text "Have a Great Weekend"

A little something for International Bat Appreciation Day and hoping ya'll have nice day and a great weekend.

#Art #DigitalArt #Anthro #Sketch

hi yamda

#ArtofLegends #Kindred
Pandemonium Kindred

Every day I walk in to Bsky breaking from being vibecoded and I give the devs two thumbs up and big fake smile then walk back out

I get to make one of these now

Magic alien thing Thenri has a ref now!

chandelure

Digital drawing of a blue drakthyr from World of Warcraft enjoying a taste from a bowl of soup that they have made for themselves. Over their armor they wear an apron covered in the inevitable stains of the kitchen. Made for Tournament of Ages’ charity auction in 2024.

A soup-loving drakthyr for TOA 2024 (charity commission auction), I still really like this one and also soup 🍲

i wonder if i can truly enjoy an mmo again now that i've grown up

when in doubt MapleStory (2006 GMS) 2-Hour Music Compilation

My commission from April! (For Silvereede-san!)
I focused on creating a warm and nostalgic atmosphere.
I hope you can feel the soft spring sunlight and the happy vibes of the characters 😊

i did fine, but thanks!

Pencil sketch of Krie running at full force, with their slingshot out

sometimes you need an emotional support sketch before a test

cad gaming holy

doodle of my favorite little guys #hollowknight
also theyre both trans men because i am delusional

azt a kurva anyját

Oh boy oh boy it's my special day

happy birthday lad!

Hello!! I have one slot left for a standard illustration and two available for portraits!! DM if interested

Here's the number for the congressional switchboard. Please call your reps and senators. This man needs to be removed from office now.

(202) 224-3121

9: How long has it been like this? 10: On April 7th, 2026, people stopped being born. On the same day, people stopped dying, and people stopped aging. juice: ham cheese. ham cracker. cheese cracker ham and cheese cracker. ham and cheese.

10: They got tired. Some lasted longer than others, but they all got tired. Now they are resting in a moment that will last until the end of time.

I kinda look at the big long life ahead of me that stretches out forever and disappears. And I get scared. And I think, "this can't be Heaven if I'm getting scared, right?" And then I think, "maybe I am in heaven, and heaven is scary."

9: I love you guys. 10: Love you too. juice: love y'all too 9: This is the end, right? The end of this story? 10: We were always at the end. It's a free play, buddy. Clock's all zeros. It's after the end of the world.

please answer (2018)
sbnation.com/a/17776-football

Colored sketch of Thenri floating in a colorful starry backdrop, hunched forward, with head turned towards the viewer. Their markings are glowing, and small wings can be seen behind them.

Floating

Underneath it all, was there really anything there? Those ties you so desperately wanted to connect yourself with others never really existed, did they? You never learned how to care. You just found out what words make people think you do. ID: a painting of a few clouds on a bright blue sky with the sun shining from the right. my oc cirrus is drawn over in white, with wind blowing to the left. their eyes and crystal are lit up while the rest of them is see through. it looks like they're looking at the camera. where their head cloud would be is instead over the clouds on the background.

have you ever actually been true to yourself?

#ocsky #art

Colored sketch of Thenri floating in a colorful starry backdrop, hunched forward, with head turned towards the viewer. Their markings are glowing, and small wings can be seen behind them.

Floating

#БоясьТемноты I #Концепт_Арт I #AfraidOfDark I #Concept_Art I

Wait, they've got a... gun?

majick