Think Thats It - Tumblr Posts
jellie ur looking a bit different !
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This is for pezhead’s CTIYS :)
It’s not the greatest and there’s not much lighting or shadows, but I still had a nice time colouring in these boys :)
(The lil’ portrait at the back, The one of Leo, Raph made that. I think in the post where Donnie finds Mikey’s sclera, Raph was like making a portrait of Leo, and I think he finished it)
Hope you like it Pezhead!
So I've been thinking of some characters limbos recently. And uh. I might have thought to much.
Sam
He's stuck in Pandora's vault, with alarms constantly going of. The rooms are never in the same order, redstone breaking at random. Sometimes he's the warden, desperately trying to make sure the prisoner can't escape, a feeling of absolute terror at the idea. Sometimes he's the prisoner, avoiding the guards prowling the halls, half starving and in an unwashed uniform.
(Rest under cut)
Techno
He's reliving his life from others perspective. He's there at the Red Festive as Tubbo, trying to convince himself not to shoot, and he's Tommy in the community house feeling the bitter sting of betrayal, and watch as the man he considered a friend allies with his abuser, and he's every single L'manburg citizen watching in defeat as there home is destroyed for a final time.
Jack
He's stuck in the nether, always hearing the sounds of laughter and singing in the distance. He can never quite make out the words, sounding as if he was under water. Sometimes he'll see a figure turning the corner before he can reach it. Sometimes he'll feel the sharp pain of an arrow finding it's mark, tumbling down into lava.
Charlie
It's an empty, decrepit Las Nevadas. The sign is fallen down, cracks littering it. Tubburger is torn down, only rubble remaining. Gouges in the earth where there's charcoal black stains that kill anything near. Only the needle, high in the sky, stands. Sometimes, the wind will blow, leaving dust in it's wake. He's not sure who he needs to find, and so he looks, constantly walking until he can't anymore.
Quackity
A never ending argument with an ever changing opponent. Sometimes he's in front of the white house, nocking an arrow and yelling. Sometimes he's in a courthouse high in the sky, with George at his side. A viewing platform over looking an elaborate revenge. A chained platform yelling at a child in a purple suit about a stupid fucking book.