Lucy was driving down the road on her vespa, searching for the location of one of her targets she was supposed to hunt down, but she had been driving for hours trying to find the place. She was a bit unfamiliar with the area, so with an audible, dramatic groan, she stopped her scooter in front of a random mansion and decided to ask who ever lived there for directions. She removed her helmet, walked up to the door and rapidly and impationtly knocked on the door.

johnnybravwo:

fantisme-imagination:

crovwolta:

Cronus heard the knock and shouted for one of his servants to get it. He didn’t want to face someone looking like he was. I might be one of his friends, after all. Alas, all the servants were cleaning up or off cooking/eating food in the kitchen, so he had to answer the door himself. The seadweller got up off the bed in one of the spare bedrooms on the main level, then opened the door.

"…oh. Uh, hey there."

"Trust me dude, my job deals with strange and supernatural beings all the time. Ghosts, vampires, werewolves, demons, fairies, aliens. You name it, but I’ve never heard anything like that. Are you sure you may not be talking about something that us earthlings would call virtual reality?"

"It vwasn’t vwirtual reality. I am a ghost alien vwho vwas in the afterlife. I vworked my vway outta the afterlife so I could be on Earth instead of the afterlife, vwhich vwe called dream bubbles instead of heavwen or hell or “the other side” or “the empty vwoid” or vwhatevwer.”

"See, you should’a said it like that to begin with. I might’ve believed you the first time. I don’t know nothin’ about all that ‘dream bubble’ shinanigains." She looks at him more closley and fianlly notices his clothes. "Yo, I just noticed. What’s with your clothes? I mean, I know you into the whole 50’s thing but weren’t you dressed a bit more… rebelious?"

Lucy was driving down the road on her vespa, searching for the location of one of her targets she was supposed to hunt down, but she had been driving for hours trying to find the place. She was a bit unfamiliar with the area, so with an audible, dramatic groan, she stopped her scooter in front of a random mansion and decided to ask who ever lived there for directions. She removed her helmet, walked up to the door and rapidly and impationtly knocked on the door.

johnnybravwo:

fantisme-imagination:

crovwolta:

Cronus heard the knock and shouted for one of his servants to get it. He didn’t want to face someone looking like he was. I might be one of his friends, after all. Alas, all the servants were cleaning up or off cooking/eating food in the kitchen, so he had to answer the door himself. The seadweller got up off the bed in one of the spare bedrooms on the main level, then opened the door.

"…oh. Uh, hey there."

"Let’s hope that the dude didn’t die in the house.That’s a bad omen," She wanders around the main room as she talks. "Also, if you don’t have a spaceship, how’d you get here? You don’t suppose I’m gonna believe you just appeared here."

"He didn’t. He died at a buddy’s house, so it’s alright. If he ends up haunting me I’ll just tell him I’m a ghost too so he’ll buzz off."

The highblood thought for a moment, wondering if she would even believe the truth. Well, it was worth a shot.

"I’m dead so I used to be in these things called dream bubbles, vwhere evwerything around me vwas based on the memories of me and my friends. But I decided to split and after a vwery long time of vworking a fewv things out and probably breaking a fewv multivwerse lawvs, I ended up on Earth. But I’m still dead. That’s vwhy I got the vwhite eyes."

"Trust me dude, my job deals with strange and supernatural beings all the time. Ghosts, vampires, werewolves, demons, fairies, aliens. You name it, but I’ve never heard anything like that. Are you sure you may not be talking about something that us earthlings would call virtual reality?"

Lucy was driving down the road on her vespa, searching for the location of one of her targets she was supposed to hunt down, but she had been driving for hours trying to find the place. She was a bit unfamiliar with the area, so with an audible, dramatic groan, she stopped her scooter in front of a random mansion and decided to ask who ever lived there for directions. She removed her helmet, walked up to the door and rapidly and impationtly knocked on the door.

johnnybravwo:

fantisme-imagination:

crovwolta:

Cronus heard the knock and shouted for one of his servants to get it. He didn’t want to face someone looking like he was. I might be one of his friends, after all. Alas, all the servants were cleaning up or off cooking/eating food in the kitchen, so he had to answer the door himself. The seadweller got up off the bed in one of the spare bedrooms on the main level, then opened the door.

"…oh. Uh, hey there."

"Let’s hope that the dude didn’t die in the house.That’s a bad omen," She wanders around the main room as she talks. "Also, if you don’t have a spaceship, how’d you get here? You don’t suppose I’m gonna believe you just appeared here."

"He didn’t. He died at a buddy’s house, so it’s alright. If he ends up haunting me I’ll just tell him I’m a ghost too so he’ll buzz off."

The highblood thought for a moment, wondering if she would even believe the truth. Well, it was worth a shot.

"I’m dead so I used to be in these things called dream bubbles, vwhere evwerything around me vwas based on the memories of me and my friends. But I decided to split and after a vwery long time of vworking a fewv things out and probably breaking a fewv multivwerse lawvs, I ended up on Earth. But I’m still dead. That’s vwhy I got the vwhite eyes."

She just stares, blank faced and dumbfounded. “Oooookay, I probably would’ve believed you more if you just said you appeared here.”

From that she wanders of to explore Cronus’ house.

Lucy was driving down the road on her vespa, searching for the location of one of her targets she was supposed to hunt down, but she had been driving for hours trying to find the place. She was a bit unfamiliar with the area, so with an audible, dramatic groan, she stopped her scooter in front of a random mansion and decided to ask who ever lived there for directions. She removed her helmet, walked up to the door and rapidly and impationtly knocked on the door.

johnnybravwo:

fantisme-imagination:

crovwolta:

Cronus heard the knock and shouted for one of his servants to get it. He didn’t want to face someone looking like he was. I might be one of his friends, after all. Alas, all the servants were cleaning up or off cooking/eating food in the kitchen, so he had to answer the door himself. The seadweller got up off the bed in one of the spare bedrooms on the main level, then opened the door.

"…oh. Uh, hey there."

"Uhhh… work…" She decided against mentioning the details of her bounty hunting job. "But it’s not that important. Mind if I hang out?" She lets herself in before he can answer her. "Wow, where’d you get a hold of this place? You know the last several weeks I’ve passed your house and found no one there. I’d almost thought you’d beamed back up to your alien spaceship." She smirks, thoughing he arms casually behind her head.

Before he could answer or let her in, she has already walked past him into the four story mansion. That figured. He rolled his eyes at her last comment and shut the front door before following her further inside.

"I don’t havwe an alien spaceship like in the movwies. Beforus didn’t havwe a vwhole lot of those. And I bought this place myself. Last guy vwho owvned it died so it vwas vwide open for buying. And since I’m not only royalty, but I havwe a job, I had more than enough money to buy it."

"Let’s hope that the dude didn’t die in the house.That’s a bad omen," She wanders around the main room as she talks. "Also, if you don’t have a spaceship, how’d you get here? You don’t suppose I’m gonna believe you just appeared here."

Lucy was driving down the road on her vespa, searching for the location of one of her targets she was supposed to hunt down, but she had been driving for hours trying to find the place. She was a bit unfamiliar with the area, so with an audible, dramatic groan, she stopped her scooter in front of a random mansion and decided to ask who ever lived there for directions. She removed her helmet, walked up to the door and rapidly and impationtly knocked on the door.

johnnybravwo:

fantisme-imagination:

crovwolta:

Cronus heard the knock and shouted for one of his servants to get it. He didn’t want to face someone looking like he was. I might be one of his friends, after all. Alas, all the servants were cleaning up or off cooking/eating food in the kitchen, so he had to answer the door himself. The seadweller got up off the bed in one of the spare bedrooms on the main level, then opened the door.

"…oh. Uh, hey there."

She fixed the bored expression on her face, and through half not recognizing him and half not paying attention, she just continued with asking her question.

"Yo, I’m kinda looking for a certain recently leased warehouse, do you have any idea where-" She stopped when the grey skin and horns made something click in her head. "Cronus? Hey long time no chat!"

She didn’t seem to know who he was at first, and for a moment, he was relieved over that. Maybe he could get away with talking to people without ruining his reputation as a greaser. But then she seemed to notice who he was, and he sighed.

"Yeah, it’s been a vwhile, hasn’t it? Vwhy are you looking for a vwarehouse?"

"Uhhh… work…" She decided against mentioning the details of her bounty hunting job. "But it’s not that important. Mind if I hang out?" She lets herself in before he can answer her. "Wow, where’d you get a hold of this place? You know the last several weeks I’ve passed your house and found no one there. I’d almost thought you’d beamed back up to your alien spaceship." She smirks, thoughing he arms casually behind her head.

Lucy was driving down the road on her vespa, searching for the location of one of her targets she was supposed to hunt down, but she had been driving for hours trying to find the place. She was a bit unfamiliar with the area, so with an audible, dramatic groan, she stopped her scooter in front of a random mansion and decided to ask who ever lived there for directions. She removed her helmet, walked up to the door and rapidly and impationtly knocked on the door.

crovwolta:

Cronus heard the knock and shouted for one of his servants to get it. He didn’t want to face someone looking like he was. I might be one of his friends, after all. Alas, all the servants were cleaning up or off cooking/eating food in the kitchen, so he had to answer the door himself. The seadweller got up off the bed in one of the spare bedrooms on the main level, then opened the door.

"…oh. Uh, hey there."

She fixed the bored expression on her face, and through half not recognizing him and half not paying attention, she just continued with asking her question.

"Yo, I’m kinda looking for a certain recently leased warehouse, do you have any idea where-" She stopped when the grey skin and horns made something click in her head. "Cronus? Hey long time no chat!"

gloriousmonsters:

derpofthesky:

empressgarrulous:

wild-guy:

Achrioptera fallax (x)

I think this might be the one insect I wouldn’t be scared of

It looks like a bamboo dragon

perplexingly

DRAGONS

ibbywondrous:

Look at the many Marcs I drew. Marc is probably my favorite OC, I love him like a child. Here’s some concept stuff of him.

ibbywondrous:

Look at the many Marcs I drew. Marc is probably my favorite OC, I love him like a child. Here’s some concept stuff of him.

ibbywondrous:

Here’s one of my more favorite OCs, Lucy. Look at that fuckin’ pink chainsaw.

((Here’s a large picture of the new icon for the blog, Lucy.))

ibbywondrous:

Here’s one of my more favorite OCs, Lucy. Look at that fuckin’ pink chainsaw.

((Here’s a large picture of the new icon for the blog, Lucy.))