Confronting the Captain! Joseph and Kichuna's Quest!
A flash of purple light would erupt out in the city of Archeon. Two figures would appear. One was a young man clad in white while the other was a young woman clad in all black. The young man, Joseph Cronosi, had been holding up a purple crystal above his head. The Crystal sparked with energy a few times before turning dull. The magic stored within it was spent at the moment.
“We’re here. This is Destinon.” Joseph would speak to his hooded comrade.
The girl would get a chance to behold the town. The first thing she’d notice is the bits of golden light that appeared to form from the ground and drift lazily into the air creating a light show for the newcomer. The buildings, unlike bustling Gotham, looked to be gothic and victorian styled. The brick roads were narrow and the buildings were close together. The roads from what she could see were far too narrow for a vehicle to pass through, about three people or so could walk side by side comfortably. If she looked ahead she would notice there are no side roads down the road. It looked like the numerous roads and streets all connected at the center most point of the town. From the position the two were in they could easily see a massive cathedral which rest in the center of the town. It was quite beautiful but imposing at the same time. The cathedral had numerous angelic statues along the outside of it. The golden energy seemed to drift towards the top of this cathedral.
“…My home.”
House Shopping
Desire half stumbled into the kitchen intent on making himself some eggs. He was grateful to have a bed to sleep in, though from the moisture his fur could definitely use a comb through. The panther only wore pants as he opened up the fridge, pulled out some eggs and bacon, and started hunting for a frying pan and oil.
[Murder Meme] Kichuna checks the emptied syringe, after having finished wrapping up the last of Joseph's wounds. "You'll feel stinging fer a bit, but give it about a week and the cuts should be fine." She turns away to put back the vials ... But stops. She takes up the vial she used, and double-checks the label. Her expression goes blank. "... uh." ... "Shit." She cringes. Whoops.
“S-stinging? It feels like my heart is on fire…” Joseph protested with a soft groan. What sort of medicine was this? As that thought grazed his mind he began to violently cough, he covered his mouth as he began to hunch forward. He pulled his hand back to see… “B-Blood?” He choked out as his face began to pale. “K-Kichuna…” He held a shaky hand up to her as he stared with genuine fear. “H-Help.” He let out another cough as blood splattered down on the floor. He collapsed soon after…
TRAVELING SOON AAAAA
So in a few days I set off on an ADVENTURE with some friends for a week. I’m very much looking forward to this.
In the meantime I have drawn, so much. I need to remind myself to let you guys know of a few things I’ve discovered. Such as a neat business site and so on so forth. I have been sketching things like hairy legs, strange furries, adorable cthulhus and then some. I think one of my favorite pieces however, is the one my mother ordered from me.
“Draw you and your character!”
I felt too socially fumbling to properly ask “Which character?” and then have to explain all the strange people I have in my head.
So of course I drew all of them.
(actually this isn’t even all of them, these are just my main guys)
I’m hoping to digitally color this in, since the main paper itself is being mailed out tomorrow, hopefully. But here you have it thus far!
Clockwise starting from upper left:
Sakura Tama: An airship Admiral who leads an island of adventures and eccentric beings. She is my oldest character with the strangest, most complex and questionable history.
Koishe: He is a human. Or rather, he’s a dragon that gained the ability to turn into a human. He’s a librarian and also a knight. Nice fellow, enjoys justice and good literature.
Mius: Speaking of literature, writing may as well be breathing for this rabbit-fellow. He’s more or less my living Muse, the one I claim responsible to pass me ideas, or to steal my mind when I space out. He likes to oversee whatever I’m making next. We share the same poor memory, however… And it’s worse in his case.
Kichuna: This sulking feline girl is … Well. She’s a biter. She was once a demon-being, but became redeemed when she fell into the hands of some other characters. She’s my anti-hero, my angry, bitey ball of contained rage. She recently became a nurse.
Myself: Hi!
Have a chtulhu.
