Primer dibujo a acuarela que hago, debo admitir que fué un poco tricky pero me gusta el resultado n.n
Habrá un propósito para seguir aquí? Ya nadie me recuerda y este lugar está abandonado, es deprimente...
Extraño los buenos tiempos, me arrepiento de no haber disfrutado de ello.
"Have you got that?"
I'm back, everyone! Sorry for being so inactive here but i'm mostly on Twitter now, however i'm still going to post here from time to time ^^
Vent Art
I call this one “The the theather of lies”
🎶A casual hairstyle, monolids on my eyes. My academic levels are in the lower averages. And, as you know it, unpopular with the ladies. I dress like a third class.
Please and thank you for your tears🎶
“Love me
Hate me!
F*ck me
F*ck off!”
Comission made for @boosterthefox11 on Twitter
¡It was quite fun to draw this!
This is his Oc dressed as Vanessa from K.o.f
teddy-frequency reblogged
This was a request that someone did on Twitter.
This was a request that someone did on Twitter.
This is a drawing I did for the pocky day :3
What do y’all think?
Remember that I also take requests! uwu
teddy-frequency reblogged
*turns the lights on* the one and only Teddy is back on stage! Hi again my dear friend! *grabs the microphone* It’s such a pleasure to see you again!
Teddy?! *hug you* omg is really you?!
Of course it is I!
Cómo has estado, mi querida amiga? :3
teddy-frequency reblogged
-While the 2 doctors were distracted talking to eachother he had already left the room- “I wonder if this place has WiFi?” -He looks at his cellphone-
Dr. Amel: Right so who’s ready to get tested- Aaaaaand he’s gone. This is gonna be one of those days huh?
“?: I need to get out of here…but how?”
The t.v host spoke to himself as he wandered around the empty halls of the foundation
“?: Hello? Anybody? Please help…”
He said hoping to get a response from anybody, or anything.
ask-the-morons
Dr. Amel: *S I G H*
So, now we have a potential anomaly with a high chance of being a reality bender, roaming around our Site, while we both stand here, being a pair of perfect idiots.
Dr. Landgrave: Yeah, if only one of us had a technological anomaly for a boyfriend…
Dr. Amel: Yeah… If only…
Dr. Landgrave: I said, if only ONE of us had a TECHNOLOGICAL ANOMALY FOR A BOYFRIEND!
Dr. Amel: Huh… Oh. Oh! Oh!! Yeah!! I have a technological anomaly for a boyfriend!
Dr. Landgrave: fuckin retard
Dr. Amel: Excuse me? Couldn’t hear you, sorry.
Dr. Landgrave: I-I said, being a horny furry finally paid off, huh?
Dr. Amel: Haha yeah, anyways… Give me a sec.
The doctor takes his phone out, as if to call someone, and sure enough, he calls his mate. If it can even be called as such, given as it is… Well, SCP-1471. After tapping a little in his phone, he gets into a phone call, which goes a little like this…
Dr. Amel: Hey there sweetie! How’s everything going?
SCP-1471: (3v3ryTH1ng is well d34r, what ab0Ut You??]
Dr. Amel: Ah, well, it’s fine, thanks for asking… Oh, ah yes… Hey, Mal0?
SCP-1471: (yea|-|¿¿)
Dr. Amel: I was wondering if you could do me a favor?
SCP-1471: (sure! wHAT D0 Y0U nEED¿)
Dr. Amel: Could you please check the Site’s cameras? There’s a guy loose in Site… And I need your help to find him.
SCP-1471: (Sur3¡! what Do35 he LooK lIkE?)
Dr. Amel: He’s wearing a suit.
SCP-1471: (right th3n,,,)
Dr. Amel: Thanks dear! See you later!
*Click*
Dr. Landgrave: So?
Dr. Amel: Yeah he’s gonna help.
?: Let’s see…So, they have cameras so that means I gotta hide from them as much as I can…and they mentioned this site is dangerous so I need to be careful. They also mentioned that I might get lost so I have to make a map.
He takes out a small notepad and looks around, making some small drawings of nearby doors,halls,etc. Then he proceeds to walk forward, hiding from the cameras as much as he could.
ask-the-morons
As SCP-1471 searched through the infinite amount of cameras of the Foundation, Dr. A and Dr. L were your usual-… morons. As always.
Dr. Landgrave: How do you think he’s gonna die? I bet he will find 173.
Dr. Amel: Haha, yeah. Or he might find 049. OH!! Or maybe he will find your boooyyyffrrriieeendddd!!
Dr. Landgrave: HE’S NOT MY BOYFRIEND- y-yet AGH- SHUT UP.
Dr. Amel: BWHAHAHAHA-
The young and lonely t.v host managed to call one of the doctors, having a small fear attack as he talked
?:S-so i found some documents…of uh something called “scp-1499”, some kind of gas mask…and then I walked around for some time and I found the previously mentioned gas mask, but, I don’t know what happened… I got “teleported”? To some kind of inhabitable place, and I saw some black looking humanoids (no racism intended)… so i ran away from them a-and I took the mask off, and when I did that I somehow came back to the room I was before wearing the mask….I also heard someone singing a childish song…maybe I should go and ask them for help….
He ends the call and thinks about what he will do next.
ask-the-morons
Having received the call, and learning about the intruder’s state and location, the pair of idiots run in direction of the gas mask’s containment chamber, but this would take a while, seeing as there are at least 7 hallways of space between them.
Dr. Amel: How in 343’s Item Number did he enter 1499’s room??
Dr. Landgrave: How am I supposed to know!? Hey! Why don’t you ask 1471 to lock him down!?
Dr. Amel: Good idea, let me- FUCK I FORGOT MY PHONE IN THE OTHER ROOM.
Dr. Landgrave: Oh you retard!!
Dr. Amel: Hey look we’re here! And our running caused no major damage for the first time!
Dr. Landgrave: Yeah, only 3 Euclid breaches. Huh.
Dr. Amel: Anyways, let’s open this door.
Dr. Amel takes his keycard out, and inserts into the slot. The door slowly opens…
He was hiding on a corner where lights couldn’t reach, waiting for the doctors to get distracted and run away from the room. In case of an emergency he holds the gas mask to put it on if he needs to.
?:…
He takes off a shoe and throws it at the opposite corner, making a small distraction and running away again.
?:”Doctor A. Said he left his phone in another room…if I get there maybe I have a chance to escape..” he thinks as he runs like he had never done before.
ask-the-morons
When the doctors realize what had just happened, they start becoming mildly annoyed. That’s when Dr. A. got a brilliant idea of asking 1471 for help! With just a text, their victory would be assured, right? And so, Dr. A. tapped rappidly at his phone.
Fur_Butt: Hey dear, anøther favør tø ask yøu, sørry.
Mal0: Nn prolb3m, whAT dO yOU nE2d?!
Fur_Butt: Mind closing all of the doors in this sector of the Site?
Mal0: sUrE; nO prob1em¡
And so, it was done. All and every door was closed. No matter where the running intruder might be, he’s got nowhere to go now.
After seeing that he had nowhere to run, he tried to find a room to hide and wait.
?:T-they won’t let me go that easily…I should have guessed…maybe I could try and knock out one of the doctors and grab his phone to get out of here…
He said to himself as he avoided the cameras as much as he could, thinking about a plan and the way he would make it work
ask-the-morons
Thinking of a plan to catch the possible SCP in the facility, both doctors speedwalk through every corridor of their Foundation.
Dr. Landgrave: GGGGAAAHHH! FUCK! I swear when we find him I will rIP ALL HIS LIMBS OFF-.
Dr. Amel: Hey! Chill out, man! We’ll find a way to capture him… besides leave some limbs for me too.
Dr. Landgrave: Right. Right. *sigh* You know what? I’ll call it a breach emergency, see if those Nine-Tail furries can help…
Dr. Amel: Ya’ sure? It’ll be more difficult, though.
Dr. Landgrave: Yeah, that’s why I’m making it into a real breach.
Dr. Amel: You’re making what now-.
Dr. L, not letting Dr. A finish, pulls a nearby lever for a special kind of emergencies. Not long after that, a voice comes through all speakers, signaling an SCP breach inside the facility.
After hearing the speakers he got scared and more nervous than he already was
?:W-what...? F*ck this is bad this is bad bad bad bad bad...!
He had saved some documents that he had found earlier, he finds a room to hide and he began to read them
?:Personel...keycards...scp...I don’t get any of this...!
He continued mumbling as he kept thinking about a way out, perhaps he could try to find one of these “keycards”, he thought as he looked around.
teddy-frequency reblogged
Happy birthday to me! well not just yet, a few more days :p October 14th to be exact. this is my birthday picture to myself! :D wonder why i left so much room on the table and surrounding area? So peeps can draw their own characters in as party guests! :D that’s why i’m posting it a few days before my birthday! even if i don’t know you well (or at all) feel free to join in the fun!
happy birthday banner by the lovely backgrounds-ponies! (NSFW) :D
higher resolution version (because Tumblr lowers res)
antstafer
Happy birthday dude!
:D ahhhh! we got the first one to join! it’s the Amazing antstafer! he’s so cool! look at that cute lil ant! skanky is going to eat all the cake!
JOIN👏THE👏BIRTHDAY👏SPIRIT👏
Happy future birthday doggo fren!
second guest! <3 look at that crazy cutie hanging out upside-down!
resolution is going to be all messed up with this one XD anyway it’s my freindo talon!
(today is the day!! my birthday!!)
I know I’m very late but
Happy early birthday for next year uwu
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A drawing of the user @cosmicoon on Twitter
I really like how this turned out
What do y’all think? :3
A drawing of the user @cosmicoon on Twitter
I really like how this turned out
What do y’all think? :3
teddy-frequency reblogged
-While the 2 doctors were distracted talking to eachother he had already left the room- “I wonder if this place has WiFi?” -He looks at his cellphone-
Dr. Amel: Right so who’s ready to get tested- Aaaaaand he’s gone. This is gonna be one of those days huh?
“?: I need to get out of here…but how?”
The t.v host spoke to himself as he wandered around the empty halls of the foundation
“?: Hello? Anybody? Please help…”
He said hoping to get a response from anybody, or anything.
ask-the-morons
Dr. Amel: *S I G H*
So, now we have a potential anomaly with a high chance of being a reality bender, roaming around our Site, while we both stand here, being a pair of perfect idiots.
Dr. Landgrave: Yeah, if only one of us had a technological anomaly for a boyfriend…
Dr. Amel: Yeah… If only…
Dr. Landgrave: I said, if only ONE of us had a TECHNOLOGICAL ANOMALY FOR A BOYFRIEND!
Dr. Amel: Huh… Oh. Oh! Oh!! Yeah!! I have a technological anomaly for a boyfriend!
Dr. Landgrave: fuckin retard
Dr. Amel: Excuse me? Couldn’t hear you, sorry.
Dr. Landgrave: I-I said, being a horny furry finally paid off, huh?
Dr. Amel: Haha yeah, anyways… Give me a sec.
The doctor takes his phone out, as if to call someone, and sure enough, he calls his mate. If it can even be called as such, given as it is… Well, SCP-1471. After tapping a little in his phone, he gets into a phone call, which goes a little like this…
Dr. Amel: Hey there sweetie! How’s everything going?
SCP-1471: (3v3ryTH1ng is well d34r, what ab0Ut You??]
Dr. Amel: Ah, well, it’s fine, thanks for asking… Oh, ah yes… Hey, Mal0?
SCP-1471: (yea|-|¿¿)
Dr. Amel: I was wondering if you could do me a favor?
SCP-1471: (sure! wHAT D0 Y0U nEED¿)
Dr. Amel: Could you please check the Site’s cameras? There’s a guy loose in Site… And I need your help to find him.
SCP-1471: (Sur3¡! what Do35 he LooK lIkE?)
Dr. Amel: He’s wearing a suit.
SCP-1471: (right th3n,,,)
Dr. Amel: Thanks dear! See you later!
*Click*
Dr. Landgrave: So?
Dr. Amel: Yeah he’s gonna help.
?: Let’s see…So, they have cameras so that means I gotta hide from them as much as I can…and they mentioned this site is dangerous so I need to be careful. They also mentioned that I might get lost so I have to make a map.
He takes out a small notepad and looks around, making some small drawings of nearby doors,halls,etc. Then he proceeds to walk forward, hiding from the cameras as much as he could.
ask-the-morons
As SCP-1471 searched through the infinite amount of cameras of the Foundation, Dr. A and Dr. L were your usual-… morons. As always.
Dr. Landgrave: How do you think he’s gonna die? I bet he will find 173.
Dr. Amel: Haha, yeah. Or he might find 049. OH!! Or maybe he will find your boooyyyffrrriieeendddd!!
Dr. Landgrave: HE’S NOT MY BOYFRIEND- y-yet AGH- SHUT UP.
Dr. Amel: BWHAHAHAHA-
The young and lonely t.v host managed to call one of the doctors, having a small fear attack as he talked
?:S-so i found some documents…of uh something called “scp-1499”, some kind of gas mask…and then I walked around for some time and I found the previously mentioned gas mask, but, I don’t know what happened… I got “teleported”? To some kind of inhabitable place, and I saw some black looking humanoids (no racism intended)… so i ran away from them a-and I took the mask off, and when I did that I somehow came back to the room I was before wearing the mask….I also heard someone singing a childish song…maybe I should go and ask them for help….
He ends the call and thinks about what he will do next.
ask-the-morons
Having received the call, and learning about the intruder’s state and location, the pair of idiots run in direction of the gas mask’s containment chamber, but this would take a while, seeing as there are at least 7 hallways of space between them.
Dr. Amel: How in 343’s Item Number did he enter 1499’s room??
Dr. Landgrave: How am I supposed to know!? Hey! Why don’t you ask 1471 to lock him down!?
Dr. Amel: Good idea, let me- FUCK I FORGOT MY PHONE IN THE OTHER ROOM.
Dr. Landgrave: Oh you retard!!
Dr. Amel: Hey look we’re here! And our running caused no major damage for the first time!
Dr. Landgrave: Yeah, only 3 Euclid breaches. Huh.
Dr. Amel: Anyways, let’s open this door.
Dr. Amel takes his keycard out, and inserts into the slot. The door slowly opens…
He was hiding on a corner where lights couldn’t reach, waiting for the doctors to get distracted and run away from the room. In case of an emergency he holds the gas mask to put it on if he needs to.
?:…
He takes off a shoe and throws it at the opposite corner, making a small distraction and running away again.
?:”Doctor A. Said he left his phone in another room…if I get there maybe I have a chance to escape..” he thinks as he runs like he had never done before.
ask-the-morons
When the doctors realize what had just happened, they start becoming mildly annoyed. That’s when Dr. A. got a brilliant idea of asking 1471 for help! With just a text, their victory would be assured, right? And so, Dr. A. tapped rappidly at his phone.
Fur_Butt: Hey dear, anøther favør tø ask yøu, sørry.
Mal0: Nn prolb3m, whAT dO yOU nE2d?!
Fur_Butt: Mind closing all of the doors in this sector of the Site?
Mal0: sUrE; nO prob1em¡
And so, it was done. All and every door was closed. No matter where the running intruder might be, he’s got nowhere to go now.
After seeing that he had nowhere to run, he tried to find a room to hide and wait.
?:T-they won’t let me go that easily...I should have guessed...maybe I could try and knock out one of the doctors and grab his phone to get out of here...