Just Look At This Guy, He's Great.

Just look at this guy, he's great.

Crowmon - Sketchpage

Crowmon is a small puppet Digimon that usually inhabits the darker area of the Digital World, and it's especially common seeing them around a Witchmon's house,

trying to learn the secrets of magic from the wicked witch.

It's a pacific digimon though, and very polite too, who won't attack unless treatened or angered, and if this happens, it will fire his Magic Arrows from his wings. Some say there's a demon sealed inside this puppet, controlling it.

It shows his emotions trough its face, but also through the shape of the tip of its hat.

Attribute: Data

Signature Move: Magic Arrow

Evolutions:

-Vaccine: Meramon

-Data: Wizardmon

-Virus: Boogeymon (to be redesigned)

scribble of the protag digimon from liberator. birb protagonist!!! i am so sold already 😭😭😭🐤🐤

Larindrome - The Towering Wyvern

This eel got mouths on its wings. 10/10

moray eel fakemon! they turn from rock/water to rock/dragon. (this is a reinterpretation of this older concept.)

pov: your future husband comes to your rescue

Bad Things Happen Bingo 2.0 #18

Hogtied:

Whumper: Other Villain

Whumpee: Villain’s Sidekick

I did a very mean, so sorry about that ^^’ But Ayyyy we’ve gotten a line.

Villain’s Sidekick woke up in unbearable pain. Their back and shoulders were killing them but there was nothing they could do about it. They quickly realised they’d been left tied up, hogtied, with their wrists fastened to their ankles, forcing them to lean back. They groaned, which ended as more of a whimper, it was burning, they could feel every individual muscle stretching and threatening to tear. They needed to move, desperately.

They tried to roll onto their side, maybe that would ease just a little bit of the pain, but their movement was limited, and with their shoulders feeling like they’d locked into place, they couldn’t move, and the pain was getting so much worse.

“H.hey!” they called out, although they were sure they were alone. They couldn’t exactly turn to look around. “Hey!” they bellowed. Hell, they were willing to beg to be free from this.

The door behind them opened, they heard the creak and felt the draught brush past them. They strained to look as Other Villain slowly walked around them. They stopped in front of Sidekick’s face, a thin rope in one hand, and a small camera attached to a wire in the other.

“Ah, you’re awake. Good.”

“What are you doing?” Sidekick winced.

Other Villain tilted their head in feigned innocence. “Your… business partner is being incredibly stubborn, so I’ve had to resort to other means. Blame them for this, not me.” 

“Untie me,” they whimpered, wincing deeply, trying to move around a little. “Please. I. I can’t…”

Villain crouched down in front of them taking them by their chin and forcing them to look up. They smirked, “nah.”

They put the camera down so it was looking directly in front of Sidekick’s face. They pressed a button but didn’t let go on their chin. It only made their pain worse. They could feel the stretching all the way up in their neck, the tearing. They cried out.

“Good intro. We’re live now. Hello again, [Villain]. I did warn you to just do as I ask, now people are going to get hurt because of your stupidity. Now then, let me explain the rules.”

“Don’t!” Sidekick shouted at the camera, only for Other Villain to tut and take a cloth out of their pocket. They let go of Sidekick’s chin, but only for a second to tie the cloth around the back of their head. They held onto the knot they’d tied, along with a good handful of Sidekick’s hair. Tears pricked in their eyes. They screamed through the cloth in helpless frustration. 

Villain used the thin rope they’d brought with them to make a loop, and they posted that over Sidekick’s head. Sidekick let their head drop while they could, but they quickly changed when the rope started pressing into their throat, driving their head back to save them from choking.

“This rope, ties behind them, to the bindings they already have. Your little sidekick here has to keep their head up, or they’re going to find it very hard to breathe, could even kill them…” They pushed down on their head to prove it, and Sidekick’s eyes grew wide. This was going to kill them if someone didn’t untie them soon.

“Now then, they’ve only just woke up from drugs, and I’m sure they’re still rather drowsy. If they fall asleep, well they don’t stand a chance. So here’s where you come in.” Other Villain picked up the camera to aimed it at their own face.

“Give me what I want, please, or I will not disclose your sidekick’s location, and they will die. [Sidekick] can’t do anything about it, so for their sake, I hope you care about them. I’m going to leave this video on so you know I’m not pretending. You’d best hurry.”

The camera went back to its original position, and they ruffled Sidekick’s hair roughly, pressing them against the rope. “Try not to count sheep, hm?”

The door closed again, and Sidekick would have sobbed if they had the strength. They looked into the camera with an uncertain expression. They didn’t know what to do, they didn’t want to ask Villain for help, so send them pleading eyes, but god they wouldn’t be able to take this much longer. All they could do was stare into the blank lens and try to focus on keeping that rope slack around their neck. They had to buy Villain some time but if they had this pain for much longer, it was going to break them.

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