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Hermit a Day May #10 - Favorite Alt Hermit (Helsknight)

I like how drawing daily has just become me experimenting with different styles n stuff.

Anyways I never mentioned that I’m a big Helsknight fan.

whtas happening in the lore, i wouldnt know, but look at the funee tommy and micheal

Thank you, /r/ProgrammerHumor, I love you endlessly.

Redditors competing to make the worst volume sliders possible...

Hey go check this out. I should get something out in the next two weeks! Ask box is open so send me stuff cause im bored and want to talk to you people

The beginning

“Dark, I am afraid that I am unable to complete this task as my functions limit me.”

Dark heard googles words echo over in his head, displeased he may even need outside help for his goals. He straightened himself up once he heard movement from inside the house and next to him Wilford muttered an ‘about time.’

The door was opened by a man wearing a cap backwards, his hoodie was covered in hairs and his eyes had slight bags. Chase, if Dark remembered correctly.

“Come in,” Chase said sheepishly, “you can hand the umbrella up here…-”

“-Wilford.” The larger man offered.

“Yes, I’ll go and tell Marvin we have guests. Have a seat.” And with that Chase hurried off. Dark and Wilford sat down on the sofa and looked around.

“Homely place.” Wil stated, observing a photo of six smiling faces, Dark hummed in response, “are you sure he’s here, the place feels empty.”

“I hope so.”

Chase walked back in followed by a man with wavy pale green hair, he wore a cat mask and a cloak and they moved to the other sofa, nudging a pile of blankets until it sat up and revealed that there had in fact been a whole body there.

“Hey Robster, could you go hang around with Schneep and make sure he stops working soon.” Chase asked in a soft, almost fatherly tone.

The pale nan nodded, his white eyes glossy as if blind but he still stood up and meandered off. Marvin and Chase sat on the now vacant sofa.

“I’d hazard a guess that you two are Wilford Warfstache and Darkiplier.” Marvin stated, sipping tea from a cup that he hadn’t brought in with him.

“Just Dark will suffice.” He tried not to show his hatred of the name too strongly, but having a full name that linked him to that man, wasn’t something the being enjoyed.

“Well then, Dark,what brings you?”

“I wish to ask a favour of Anti.”

At that Marvin lost composure for a moment, his tea cup clattering noisily against the saucer he held, before setting them both down. Chase gave Marvin a look of concern.

“You’ve missed him by two days.” Marvin said, “it was unfortunate that it came to it but he was unstable. A danger to the collection. We, . . had to ask him to leave.”

Dark chewed the inside of his mouth, blinking slowly and giving no external reaction. He noted Chase was rubbing his left wrist, a nervous tick perhaps.

“Are you able to find him?”

“I can, although he never lingers for long.”

“Do it.”

Marvin looked offended to have been ordered by Dark, but placed his right palm over his left wrist and closed his eyes, mouthing some form of incantation. The other three watched and waited, Chase shifting uncomfortably next to Marvin whilst Dark sat stoic still and Wil remained relaxed back into the couch.

“He is in town, in the ally next to the butchers.”

Dark stood up, giving his thanks and flashing a smile before heading for the door. As a general courtesy he didn’t tend to transport himself into or out of other peoples spaces.

“Promise me one thing.”

Dark turned to face Marvin who had now stood, he raised an eyebrow in questioning.

“You don’t intend upon harming him.”

“No, we don’t.”

And with that Dark and Wilford stepped out into the night, before promptly blending with the shadows then disappearing altogether.

Chase put a hand on Marvin’s shoulder as he looked out the door.

“Its okay, he’ll be fine. I know you didn’t agree when we said he couldn’t stay, but he really wasn’t right.”

“I’m responsible for him. I helped him be.”

Chase nodded and closed the door for the magician, before bringing him into a hug.

—

Dark and Wil watched into the ally as a Glitching mass of green chuntered to itself. It was visibly a man with the same build as all the other septics, but his limbs were constantly moving, pulling at his hair, fingers dragging down his face or neck, hugging his chest, flailing in the open air. And all the time, arguing.

“We can’t go back they didn’t want us- we were Marvin’s own, we’re part of the col- damn the collection they abandoned us, couldn’t handle us- he created- he only made us this shell to live in, nothing more- what if he dislikes his creations- Robbie!”

Dark took a step forward and cleared his throat. The movement stopped and the man was now stood straight, and unsettlingly still, facing Dark, mocking Darks posture by having his arms behind his back. But his head was tilted to the side.

“What do they want from us?” He hissed to himself, “- Direct the question.” It ordered himself, before straightening his head and looking Dark in the eyes, “Can I help you or are you just passing?”

“Anti, I’ve heard you’re somewhat a technology expert. Unfortunately my own experts are… limited by their functions. I would like to request your help.”

“Help in what?”

“Accessing things.”

Anti seemed to pause, then he was facing away from Dark and muttering again, before snapping back to mimicking Darks posture.

“Well?”

“Will I be given anything in return.”

“Do you wish for anything?”

“Accommodation, and a promise you won’t turn on me.”

“What sort of bedding do you prefer?”

“Hammock.”

“I will make some arrangements, presuming you’re onboard.”

“Do w- I look like I’ve anything else to be doing?”

“I suppose not, consider it done.”

And just as the first two had appeared, the now three left. Although Dark felt that perhaps he was hasty with his decision, there was defiantly something odd with the septics.

Cant wait for next week 

c!tommy in vilburs clothes?

it's burnt at the edges

(this might look Weird on desktop, But if you click on the gif, it should look better? the scaling affects dithered images weirdly like that sometimes ^_^)

static version:

The same health problems apply to bulldogs, the best thing to do if you want a new dog is to go to your local pet shelter and adopt, it supports charities to rescue more animals as well as reducing the demand for inbred dogs

Pugs are not cute

Pugs are not cute. Pugs are malformed, inbred, sick animals that should never have existed.

(Above: pug and wolf skulls. Note the shallow eye sockets, crowded, protruding teeth, and short snout in the pug.)

Dogs pant to cool themselves. As pugs have practically no snouts, they have trouble cooling their bodies and they can suffer from organ failure as a result.

Pugs are often unable to breathe properly due to their short snouts and compact breathing passages. This inhibits their ability to do things that dogs like best - running, chasing things, playing.

Pugs suffer from a mangled jaw from which their teeth grow in all directions.

Because of the distorted shape of their skulls, their eyes commonly pop out of their heads. 60% of prolapsed eyes become blind. Eyes put back in the skull are prone to infection and the dog may need treatment for the rest of their life.

Their eyes are also prone to swelling painfully, becoming scratched, and being irritated by their eyelashes.

When excited, pugs are prone to getting fluid stuck in their throats, making them choke or gasp for breath. This is given the cutesy nick name “reverse sneezing”. [video]

As it can be difficult for pugs to exercise, they are prone to obesity.

Some pugs are born with their nostrils pinched almost shut, making it impossible for them to live without an operation.

The wrinkles on their faces will become infected without constant, careful cleaning by their caretaker.

About 64% of pugs suffer from hip dysplasia (malformed hip sockets) which causes crippling lameness and painful arthritis.

Pugs have a genetic weakness to demodectic mange (a pretty nasty skin condition caused by mites).

Their curled tail makes them susceptible to hemivertibrae - misshapen backbones which cause spine bending and instability, neurological disorders, back leg paralysis, incontinence, and pain.

Pugs are so inbred that a study of ten thousand pugs in the UK had the genetic makeup of only 50 individuals. Inbreeding means that defective genes are more likely to be expressed and passed on to offspring.

Necrotizing meningoencephalitis (brain swelling) is common among pugs. Dogs with this condition usually die within a few weeks. 

I am so sick of seeing pugs being celebrated. Their small, squashed skulls, facial wrinkles, curled tails, and protruding eyes are actually valued when these characteristics are a cruelty in themselves.

Pugs are charming, sweet, funny little souls and they don’t deserve the bodies humanity has designed for them.

Stop celebrating pugs. Stop buying pugs.

I had this idea of ZombieCleo with the Juppet being like one of those... monkey toys with paws that stick together? And the long dangly legs? You know? Kids can wear them round their necks?

... Look I know what I mean, anyway it just kinda went from there.

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