[quote=“trusty_patches, post:3400, topic:441”]I’ve been told that Anne looks very much like Simone from Dofus.
-Shcnip-
Apparently, she does.
I think I need to watch Dofus, I’m a very big fan of Wakfu but this kinda flew under my radar.[/quote]
I don’t think Dofus was a show, both Wakfu and Dofus were games before the show was even released as a matter of fact.
[quote=“FoobyDude, post:3401, topic:441”][quote=“trusty_patches, post:3400, topic:441”]I’ve been told that Anne looks very much like Simone from Dofus.
-Shcnip-
Apparently, she does.
I think I need to watch Dofus, I’m a very big fan of Wakfu but this kinda flew under my radar.[/quote]
I don’t think Dofus was a show, both Wakfu and Dofus were games before the show was even released as a matter of fact.[/quote]
Yep. Same here actually, I found out about shows by accident.
Also for some reason site acts very funky on my phone with random blocks of text being VERY HUGE.
Pose practice with Alice and Bill.
When Alice met Bill, they were both all alone in a scary apocalypse. Now their love for each other is all they need. Love, bullets, and gasoline.
…maybe Bill should be in the DYC group photo, too :3
[quote=“Aluminumfoil, post:3403, topic:441”]Pose practice with Alice and Bill.
When Alice met Bill, they were both all alone in a scary apocalypse. Now their love for each other is all they need. Love, bullets, and gasoline.
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Alice is my kind of hardass, and Bill is a nice fellow, a bit loud and overprotective sometimes, but a nice lad none the less.
[quote=“Litppunk, post:3404, topic:441”][quote=“Aluminumfoil, post:3403, topic:441”]Pose practice with Alice and Bill.
When Alice met Bill, they were both all alone in a scary apocalypse. Now their love for each other is all they need. Love, bullets, and gasoline.
-snhip-[/quote]
Alice is my kind of hardass, and Bill is a nice fellow, a bit loud and overprotective sometimes, but a nice lad none the less.[/quote]
Lol, cars think they’re people.
The personification given to “Bill” is pretty funny, but I don’t think we’ve known Bill long enough to accept him yet. Give it time though.
[quote=“Chaz, post:3396, topic:441”]Man, I need to think up a personality for Chaz after the Cataclysm hits - I’ve been spending so long talking about his pre-cataclysm life as Project Skybreaker, and then a little bit about when the cataclysm hits, but assuming he’s survived a few days I should write down what sort of person he’s become - granted he’s much and such the same but after having lived in a lab for a while he’s had to adjust to actually surviving in the apocalypse.
I’ll make a doodle and a writeup eventually. For now, enjoy my previous posting of Eliza and Chaz meeting each other again after Chaz’s little head-injury incident that showed up in a few earlier posts. For him, this is the second time he’s recieved a head-injury and survived it (The first was a car accident he got into back in Scotland, years before Skybreaker was even a thing), so he’s kind of used to it by now.
(Totally not projecting my own life experiences onto Chaz Moth no siree yes I’m aware that his initials and full name are the same as mine shhhhhh)[/quote]
And that last bit about the car is one of the reasons you are on my “give this man a hug” list. Read the full thing on your tumblr once. Holy shit.
anyway, a solid personality for Chazmoff would help, as it is always nice to know a fictional characters favorite ice cream. Oh, and how they are keeping their fragile sanity intact in the face of unspeakable horrors.
Alice’s favorite is strawberry, but Bill thinks she’s crazy and chocolate is the one true flavor. It doesn’t really matter, though, since all the cows are zombies now…
Fixed a proportion oddity with Alice’s neck, re-uploaded.
Edmund had a thought that there are milk-producing animals that are too small to zombify.
Then he realized what a stupid idea that was, ain’t nobody doing that to a cat and he is fond of his face being attached to his head.
He is also fond of black cherry ice cream, though he has no idea what makes the cherries black.
They are too metal.
“Seb, you sure you can handle this? I mean…”
“I’ve seen what he’s like with my own eyes now, I realise I was wrong about him back at the lab. Plus I don’t want his psych eval to be influenced by personal relationships, I know he’s very fond of you…”
“Fair point. He’s still probably going to be intimidated by that moustache of yours, though.”
“Heh, why would a moth be intimidated by this caterpillar on my face?”
“Hahaha! …Okay, funny guy, go on in and chat with him. If he seems reluctant to open up to you though, give me a shout, alright?”
Psych Eval of Subject C.W. “Chaz”
This report is being written from a hospital that Team Skybreaker have secured and are using as a base. Chaz was brought here earlier today by a couple of our scouts, having suffered head trauma and some other less severe injuries (See attached report). It has been almost two weeks since the Cataclysm struck, and it appears that Eliza was right - Chaz is a smart fellow, not savage or animalistic. Despite his lack of physical strength he appears to have become quite capable of defending himself when necessary, but he told me he tries to avoid combat when possible. He became withdrawn when I pointed out his knuckles looking scuffed and bloodied - as if he’d been punching something.
After some coaxing, he told me something surprising - apparently he’d been attacked by Coulter, who has become one of the undead. That was all he said before he looked away from me, but I can piece together the rest. Poor bastard’s already had enough torment from Coulter, and if I’d been there I probably would have beaten the everloving shit out of him myself. I brought Eliza in to comfort him.
Mentally, Chaz seems to be holding up fairly well, despite the aforementioned incident with Coulter. He seems much calmer in the presence of Eliza, however - I decided to bring this up, out of curiosity. It seems he considers Eliza to be a very protective big sister figure. Not surprising, seeing as she was the one who got him away from Coulter. I asked him how he felt during the two weeks he was on his own - he admits he had difficulty keeping it together after getting Eliza’s message, but that he found ways of keeping himself distracted from his worries. Makes sense, his medical history says he received counselling and anxiety management lessons about four years prior to the cataclysm, following a mental breakdown.
Physically, he could probably stand to eat healthier, or at least get in the habit of having a couple vitamins every day. I understand that enjoyable foods are important for keeping spirits up, and given his mental issues he probably needed that boost more than anything, but he could catch a cold or something nasty if he keeps eating sugary snacks like this. His metabolism may have something to do with it, so I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt, but I’ll see if I can get some of our staff to give him some tips on making some good nutritious foods so he can stay fit and stand a better chance of surviving out there.
Personally, I think if Chaz manages his anxiety well, he should do just fine - and if he sees Coulter again, I’d tell him not to hold back, but to make sure that his surroundings were safe before spending so much energy beating the bastard to a pulp. Whatever attacked him when he was distracted, he was lucky his injuries weren’t worse.
He’s welcome to stay with us here at Skybreaker Hospital as long as he likes, as long as he helps us out by grabbing supplies for us. That said, he seems to be content knowing that Eliza, myself and the rest of the Skybreaker staff are all doing well, so he’s free to go his own way as well, and he’s welcome to visit whenever he’s feeling lonely or if he’s hurt and in need of patching up.
Also, apparently he likes raspberry ripple ice cream. I don’t know why I felt compelled to write that at the end of this entry, but it might be something to keep in mind if we can get a fridge or a freezer up and running in here.
-Sebastian Ramsay
Woah, i really liked that.
Thirding this.
Aww, thank you! 
I need to draw more with regards to this but yes. Soon there will be drawings of interactions between Chaz and Seb. I just need to learn to draw Seb as consistently as I did that first time.
I really love reading lore!
My character is just me though, i don’t really have much cool stuff, hahaha.
[quote=“StopSignal, post:3415, topic:441”]I really love reading lore!
My character is just me though, i don’t really have much cool stuff, hahaha.[/quote]
If your character is ‘just you’, then surely it is cool stuff in that case? 
Also, just in case you didn’t see it (sorry if you did!) then the actual link to my picture for the collab is one or two pages back, I think.
Now, time to go and quest for some raspberry ripple ice cream. After all he’s been through, that lovely little moth man deserves every spoonful of it.
Marloss Man Reborn doesn’t have things like ‘feelings’ or ‘a personality’. He’s just a massive bundle of muscle, fungus, and death.
Alice and Bill go to the psychiatrist.
Click for details.
(Please to anyone who is or knows any real psychiatrists… insane character who disrespects psychologists is irony, not insult.)
“Bill, what do you think happened on the first day of Spring?”
“Vroom… vroom vroom.”
“No, Bill, everyone has always been zombies.”
“Vroom?!”
“You mustn’t believe that all those people have died, or you’ll get horribly depressed. That’s the reason why you’re here, right?”
“Vroom vroom T.T”
“It’s okay, Bill. Everyone has always been zombies. We just didn’t realize it until recently. And that’s a good thing, right?”
“Vroom?”
“Because now that we understand, we get to nuke them!”
“Vroom va vroom voom VROOM!”
Brilliant.
Another snippet of the ever-riveting “Chaz Gets Blunt Head Trauma” saga! I’ll put this up on the Skybreaker story thread later.
Shit. I was so preoccupied with Coulter, I forgot what Eliza told me about situational awareness. I got caught up in the heat of the moment, and now this. My head hurts so much, I can’t move… That hulk or whatever it is seems to have wandered off. Least I can die in peace…
Gunshots, in the distance.
“Hulk down! Good shooting, Ted, that bastard could’ve done a number on us.”
“Aw c’mon, Alice, you can’t give me all the credit for that - I would’ve charged it straight on but you made a good call getting us to flank it.”
“Right, well, let’s scavenge the bodies, see if there’s anything good.”
Fuck, bandits. Last thing I need now is bandits, they’re gonna come here and they’re gonna find me and they’re gonna see I’m still alive and then shoot me. Or worse. I guess that’d be better than dying slowly with this headache at least-- shit, I think one of them noticed me. Play dead play dead play dead…
“What the- HEY, ALICE! We’ve got a breather over here!”
Bollocks.
“Christ, Ted, keep your voice down!”
Yeah, Ted, keep your voice down, some of us are trying to sleep and/or die here.
“Whup-- sorry, Alice. Look, over here, though.”
They better not have noticed me.
“Wow, this guy’s a mutated mess if ever I saw one.”
Fuck.
“He’s probably in a lot of pain.”
No shit, Sherlock.
“I could make this quick, or I could save us a bullet.”
“Woah, hang on Ted. Look at his wings.”
"…Hey, same logo on your mask, Alice. Y’think he’s a Skybreaker? I don’t remember seeing anyone like this back at the hospital."
“For fuck’s sake, Ted, it’s C.W.”
Yeah, Ted! Get yer shit together.
“Oh shit, you’re right. Eliza would want to hear about this for sure.”
“No, not yet. Get in touch with Seb first, get him to send a medical team out this way. I’ll keep an eye on C.W. and make sure he’s stable.”
The guy in the gas mask gets up and out of my face, while the lady in the ballistic mask leans in closer - Yep, sure enough, there’s the logo I’ve got on my wings.
“Don’t worry, C.W. You’re going to be fine.”
“C…Coul…”
“Shh. There’s nobody else here except me and Ted. You’re fine.”
I look over to where the bloody, pulped corpse of Coulter should have been. There’s the pipe, and there’s a pool of blood… no sign of Coulter. Fuck’s. Sake.