Dtae||icewing

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Probably gonna add more later. Lol the quality died so hard. Click or press space to see next drawing. I was so proud of the fullbody drawing until I uploaded it to scratch :,). Some Info on the character: Name: Boreal Gender: Male Age: 9(Young Adult) Personality: Intelligent, humorous, disagreeable, stubborn. Little man likes to hide his emotions. Random facts: I feel like he would play D&D. He will find a way to put a ur mom joke into any and all conversations. If he could, he would play video games. He thinks that he's really charming.(He isn't) Songs that remind me of him: Mask of My Own Face- Lemon Demon Cabinet man- Lemon Demon I Can't Handle Change- Roar Oh Ana- Mother Mother Wrecking Ball- Mother Mother Teen Idle- MARIANA Saint Bernard- Lincoln Story(outline, I didn't want to write much): Alright, so basically, he was born to a well off family in the Icewing kingdom missing both of his back legs, and always felt bored with his life. Being stuck in his home, he started inventing things, and experimenting. Finally he was allowed to go to school, and made friends. But he began to notice, all of his friends were leaving, as they had to perform their duties for their tribe. Him, not being as able bodied, had to stay behind, confined to the ground. He couldn't handle change well, and holed himself up in his room, becoming obsessed with the machines. His friends and family were worried. What must he have been doing in there? Whenever someone would come to his room, to deliver food, or to talk, he would hiss and tell them to wait outside. Finally when someone had the courage to come in, they did not like what they saw. He was experimenting with his machines on himself. trying to make himself "whole" again. He had become obsessed. He believed that his current prosthetics, using wheels, weren't "real" enough. He thought that these must be the cause of all of his problems. The room was cluttered and dirty full of failed prototypes, some seeming to even be made with his own skin. It was horrifying. He hadn't been eating, and was looking very sickly, and was missing large patches of his scales, presumably because of his experiments. there was a thin coating of blood on the wooden floors, dried and reeking of a metallic scent. He was not pleased with the intruder in his room, and drove them out. He again, locked himself in for days, and this time, he didn't come out. (lol when I started this dta I didn't think it would go down such a dark path.)