
I dunno what there is ta say about me. I’m just a fuckin’ kid, gettin’ by. You can see that, right? Da’ woulda said I’m a “man”. I’m old enuff and not dead in the ground... yet.
Da’ was younger than me when he shucked off on his own. So, yea, I’ll be fine, thanks. He met Ma’ not long after settin’ out. They settled down on a spread, started poppin’ out babies. That’s what you do when you’re in love, I guess. When they came down with hollow eyes I ditched the farm and booked it for the dark mazes.
That was seriously f’ed up: runnin’ from your Da’ and Ma’ cuz they wanna kill you and, like, wear your face or whatever.
That’s when I found the Imago. In them mazes. Fuck … The Imago. I was better off with the parentals... Now its all the Imago. I don’t got a life. I got the Imago. I find shit it needs and sometimes, if I’ve been good, it lets me borrow a bit back.
I dunno anythin’ for reals about it. Its old. Like, super old. Maybe even as old as the before time. It told me it is, but it tells me so much bullshit that I’m not really sure what ta think. Alls I know is that it got its hooks in my brain the sec’ I saw it’s glitter; saw that horrible, screamin’, wormy husk that used ta be its old “guardian”.
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Another character from my Apocalypse World roleplaying. I can't get enough of that game XD
Magpie is a hoarder. Sadly, his hoard is not really his. It has somehow gained sentience and now pretty much runs Magpie's life.
Da’ was younger than me when he shucked off on his own. So, yea, I’ll be fine, thanks. He met Ma’ not long after settin’ out. They settled down on a spread, started poppin’ out babies. That’s what you do when you’re in love, I guess. When they came down with hollow eyes I ditched the farm and booked it for the dark mazes.
That was seriously f’ed up: runnin’ from your Da’ and Ma’ cuz they wanna kill you and, like, wear your face or whatever.
That’s when I found the Imago. In them mazes. Fuck … The Imago. I was better off with the parentals... Now its all the Imago. I don’t got a life. I got the Imago. I find shit it needs and sometimes, if I’ve been good, it lets me borrow a bit back.
I dunno anythin’ for reals about it. Its old. Like, super old. Maybe even as old as the before time. It told me it is, but it tells me so much bullshit that I’m not really sure what ta think. Alls I know is that it got its hooks in my brain the sec’ I saw it’s glitter; saw that horrible, screamin’, wormy husk that used ta be its old “guardian”.
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Another character from my Apocalypse World roleplaying. I can't get enough of that game XD
Magpie is a hoarder. Sadly, his hoard is not really his. It has somehow gained sentience and now pretty much runs Magpie's life.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Human
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 713 x 1000px
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