protoframe-ing my ocs because i just remembered i can do whatever i want :D picking them up by the scruff like cats and chucking them into 1999

your freak-of-nature boyfriend that we locked up in a high security lab is loose in the fucking facility send help before he kills us all

your freak-of-nature boyfriend that we locked up in a high security lab is loose in the fucking facility send help before he kills us all

dudeeee he just ate the research director's head off

oh god! it just slaughtered my entire department. there's blood everywhere. i managed to get out and block the door. i hope somebody comes to help soon

i hear it scrabbling around in the vents. i didn't think he could fit in there

(muffled) I can’t :(

ahahahaha you got stuck

sum ves doodles especially cuz i originally designed him when my art style was a lot more cartoony and i wanna make him a bit. idk. real-er. he’s still a freak tho

in my ‘watching cooking videos for fun’ era. brainstorming things you could make with whalefall creatures

in my ‘watching cooking videos for fun’ era. brainstorming things you could make with whalefall creatures

this post brought to you by watching masaru videos while trying to doodle the main cast from memory. no i have not read dungeon meshi yet

a beautiful bisexual man seductively wiping blood from his nose after running directly into a telephone pole

a beautiful bisexual man seductively wiping blood from his nose after running directly into a telephone pole

pussy corrosive

pussy corrosive

i don’t even want to SEE the blorbos you guys are tagging this as. how could you conceivably relate this to a fictional character like I don’t look at my favs and go you know what? his pussy could eat through a metal grate

rex and ves! ves and rex! i love them both so much.

ves and rex are childhood friends, practically adopted siblings - they were both rotten little troublemaking teenagers that navigated the same circles, and realized they had far more in common than they could’ve guessed - weird and complicated relationships with their fathers, dead or wholly absent mothers, and this sort of innate restlessness and dissatisfaction with their appearances. rex’s father wasn’t the biggest fan of ves, although he recognized that the poor kid was going through some serious shit and made a point of being kind to him whenever rex had him over, which started becoming more and more often as ves’s relationship with his dad became more and more strained and dangerous. ves, meanwhile, was rex’s personal hype man on top of being her best friend and adoptive brother. any time she did anything, no matter what, he was there cheering her on. he always thought she was insanely cool, and was admittedly more than a little jealous of her. sure, her dad was a little protective and kind of annoying, but at least he was there. he supported rex in a way that ves wished he had. rex knew that ves’s dad was horrible to him, but she’d have been lying if she didn’t say she envied him when he told her about all the times his dad would leave home for days on end to work and he had the house to himself, free reign to do whatever he pleased so long as he cleaned up the evidence before he got home. they spent a lot of time sitting around on top of landscaping rocks in their hab-ship’s nature parks, talking about life and throwing leaves and grass at eachother.

ves likes to draw, and he’s responsible for a handful of murals and tags around the habs that he’s very proud of. he’s especially fond of things with big teeth and big eyes. his finest work (in his opinion) was a piece he threw up on the wall of a maintenance shed in one of the parks of a swarm of moray eels devouring eachothers tails. rex’s favorite piece of his, though, is something he scribbled in one of her notebooks while he was ‘helping’ her with schoolwork - he insisted it was just a random doodle, but she’s positive it was a picture of the two of them. she kept it and pinned it up on her wall - he’s embarrassed and keeps begging her to take it down, at least let him redo it on nicer paper, but she insists that it wouldn’t be the same.

rex is a pilot, as mentioned before, and while she’s really good behind the controls of a cruiser, she has a lot more fun on her hoverbike or even on old fashioned roller skates. ves thinks it’s the coolest thing ever, and wherever shes riding, it’s almost a given that he’ll be there to record it for her and cheer her on, no matter if it’s a race or a stunt show or just her practicing in a run down old skate park. she managed to convince him to let her get him a pair of skates and teach him, and while he has fun once he gets the hang of it, he’s far less graceful and prefers to sit back and watch from the sidelines.

when rex finds out what happened to ves, she freaks out and insists on going after him. not only because he’s her friend and she’s worried for him - but because she knows he can’t drive a cruiser to save his life. her father tries to stop her from getting involved (ves’ dad IS his boss, after all) but she goes anyway, following him down to the planet’s surface. by the time she gets there, though, it seems like she’s too late - it looks like he’d crashed his stolen cruiser just as she feared. but when she lands and goes to look for him, though, she can’t find him - not even a body. what she does find, though, are tire tracks and footsteps that suggest that someone else got to him first, which sends her into a panic - there aren’t many habitations on the planets surface, aside from long-abandoned research labs that had fallen victim to disaster, or ‘security’ bases owned by auron corp that functioned as armed guards to keep anyone and everyone away from the whales’ impact sites. so, despite knowing how dangerous it is, she hops on her bike and takes off, following the tracks in the hopes that she could catch up to him before whoever picked him up turned him in.

ok that post got too long. there’s a wacky little secret that nobody but maestro knows, though - he’d managed to use this opportunity to further his research. both rex and ves aren’t just secret illegal human clones - they’re secret illegal human clones whose dna was tampered with via exposure to (ves) and even spliced WITH (rex) genetic material harvested from interstellar whales. in fact, they were the first subjects of maestro’s to even survive longer than a few days post exposure - he keeps close tabs on them wherever he can. they’re his pride and joy.

rex’s mutations are less physically noticeable, but they have the fun side effect of making her seemingly immune to the unusual radiation that emanates from the whales, allowing her to exist on the planet’s surface unharmed. what’s more, the creatures that live there seem to respect her - they gather around her, follow her wherever she goes. plants and sessile animals take root around her when she stands still for too long. birds and insects fly in her wake. the interstellar whales are said to sing at frequencies imperceptible to human ears, but if she listens closely, she can hear the faintest, most hauntingly beautiful melody echoing from the reaches of space. she doesn’t understand what it means, but it fills her with a restlessness and homesickness for something that she’s never experienced. it’s why she became a pilot - when she’s flying, be it on her hoverbike on the planets surface or in a cruiser among the stars, she feels at home in a way she can’t describe.

ves is a little weird - he’s got some innate unnatural traits that rex doesn’t share. his sharp teeth and weird eyes and blue tongue aren’t actually body mods - he was born that way. he’s got a dulled pain response that makes it much easier for him to sustain injuries without even noticing. and when he comes into contact with the planet’s surface, he finds himself inexplicably drawn TOWARDS sources of radiation, as if they’re calling to him. it mutates him even further, often in strange and unpredictable ways, but he stops caring. he feels as though there’s some part of him that’s bigger than all of this, that he’s simply becoming what he was always meant to be.

can iiiii post about my ocs. do you guys want to hear about my ocs.

can iiiii post about my ocs. do you guys want to hear about my ocs.

TRICK QUESTION you’re getting it anyway

i mentioned briefly before that there’s some genetic modification fuckery going on in whalefall, namely dr. maestro messing around with alien dna and seeing what happens when you put it in humans, BUUUUT i’ve been holding out on y’all for the details because i was originally thinking like ‘nobody can know this it needs to be a surprise!!!’ but fuck that i’m excited about these plot points.

body modification tends to be a lot more extreme and less looked-down-upon in human society in this setting, meaning it’s not unlikely to meet someone with full body tattoos or sharpened teeth or stylized cybernetic implants just going about your day-to-day life. this kind of technology is well refined to the point where it’s as common a form of self expression as dyeing one’s hair or piercing their ears. you might meet someone with digitigrade robot legs or a synthesizer installed in their larynx or horns and a tail or an extra robot arm just while walking down to your habitation ship’s convenience store and not even bat an eye.

(the majority of the story does take place on hab-ships, NOT because it’s one of those scifi stories where earth is uninhabitable for any reason - it’s just that the planet the story centers around is very far from earth, and what started off as ships just for ferrying researchers back and forth over generations turned into these massive mobile communities. i can go more into depth on how life on these ships work but that’s another post for another day)

in a world where genetic modification and the like are much less scary to the general public, things like cloning and such are a definite possibility. of course, cloning anything more complex or sapient than a rodent is HEAVILY regulated, and there are literal miles and miles of legal red tape and paperwork involved in order to ensure that everything is ethically sound. particularly well-to-do families might go about cloning a beloved pet dog or cat, and the possibility of human cloning for things such as blood and organ donation have been suggested, but not very well received in all circles and there are of course rumors that circulate that posit several public figures are actually dead and have been replaced by clones, because of course there are, but regulatory systems and scientific record maintain that human cloning remains a distant possibility, with even clinical trials in any primate being very slow and thorough so as to maintain ethical standards.

this, however, doesn’t stop everyone.

a few decades and some change before this story begins, a freak accident rocked the hab-ship in orbit of research site Rorqual 3-13. an interstellar whale descending to the planet’s surface at the end of its life suddenly swung out of its calculated trajectory, making impact with the spaceship and rupturing the hull near a residential area - by some miracle, the particular sector was mostly uninhabited, as that ‘neighborhood’ housed mostly researchers who spent the majority of their days in another wing of the ship, working to analyze the whales and their relationship with the planet below. most of the blocks were empty, and almost all of those that weren’t were lucky enough to not be in the direct impact zone and thus were able to evacuate with their lives.

unfortunately, the incident was not without casualty. one particular block was thoroughly decimated by the collision, leaving no chance for evacuation. it’s likely that the family living within had no idea what even happened to them - one moment they were living a normal, happy life… the next was nothingness. this block belonged to one Dr. Intehb, one of the head researchers in xenobiology at that time. he was away from home at the time of the impact, busy in his lab. his wife and daughter, unfortunately, were not so lucky.

overwhelmed with grief and guilt, Dr. Intehb felt he had no choice but to turn to a colleague he had never particularly been fond of, and whose research was actually coming under fire for questions of ethics— a Dr. Vladimir Maestro.

Maestro dabbled in genetics, and had a fascination for the unexplained mutative effects of the interstellar whales upon the human body. he was currently being investigated over claims that he had been cloning himself in order to obtain test subjects to observe how exposure effected the human body in a ‘more ethical’ manner. Dr. Intehb didn’t share his interest in the whales— but he knew that he’d been messing around with human cloning. so, being maestro’s superior, he made him an offer. find a way to bring my daughter back, he said, and i’ll make this whole investigation go away. it was an offer he couldn’t afford to refuse.

one of our protagonists, Rex, is an only child. she knew that she’d had an older sister, but that she’d passed not long after she was born— same with her mother. her dad didn’t like to talk about it. people always tell her that she looks so much like her sister, and it irks her in a way she can’t really put a finger on. as she grew older, she came to resent it. she changed herself, tattoos and cybernetics and piercings and dyed hair. she was sick of living in her dead sister’s shadow. her father always seemed somewhat melancholy about it, but he made it clear that he loved her no matter what, and just wanted her to be happy. even so, she always felt that something was “off”, but could never get him to talk to her about it.

one of the more successfully companies that manufactures and distributes the habitation ships and other such things is Auron corp. Auron made a name for itself early in the game by sponsoring xenobiological research initiatives, providing spacecraft and funding and supplies to anyone willing to forge into the vast unknown of space. standing at the helm is a man named uhhhhh name pending i’ll come back to this. his last name is Carmine but i haven’t given him a first name yet because i dislike him and don’t like thinking about him.

he’s a successful businessman, but he’s an absolutely abysmal person. nobody can stand to be around him for very long. this doesn’t bother him for most of his life— after all, he’s a lone wolf. an alpha. he doesn’t need anyone else dragging him down as he pursues success. but as he gets older, he realizes he has a problem… who will inherit this success when he dies? he has no family. he cut off his parents early on, and doesn’t keep anyone particularly close. he doesn’t trust any of his colleagues to handle his company and assets in his absence. he decides that there can only be one solution— he needs an heir.

but rather than waste his precious time on finding someone to settle down and start a family with, he decides to put his money and influence to work to arrange something far more predictable. he’d heard whispers that one of the scientists in xenobiology had been under investigation for human cloning, although nothing much came of it, and he had a feeling that he could use his position as leverage to crack that whole thing wide open. he, too, contacts dr maestro, and successfully blackmails him into cloning him a son in exchange for more funding.

our other protagonist, Ves (short for ‘vesuvio’, but nobody calls him that) is… in a rough place. as far as he’s aware, his only family is his father - his mother left the picture shortly after he was born for reasons unknown, but his dad has hinted that it was because she couldn’t put up with such a troublesome child. his father, while successful and well regarded, is cruel and uninterested in his son. his dad seems to want nothing more than an obedient little puppet, someone who will do as he’s told and grow up into a mirror image of him. ves fucking despises him. he acts out. he causes problems. he does extravagant things to his appearance and spends a majority of his time being a wretched delinquent, avoiding his father like the plague and getting into knife fights and shoplifting and generally being a nuisance. he’s sick and tired of being his dad’s little mini-me — he wants to be a problem. as he gets older, he starts sticking his nose where it doesn’t belong, messing with his fathers company ITSELF. it starts off with hacking company owned social media to try and cause problems. he leaks documents, he makes donation pledges in his father’s name that he’s then obligated to fulfill, he crashes board meetings and disrupts press releases. his father seems to resent him entirely. he tells him that he was a mistake, that he shouldn’t exist, that he’s sacrificed far too much to get him here to have to deal with his bullshit. ves isn’t sure what that’s supposed to mean, since his father has never seemed to bother to accommodate for him a day in his life. eventually, though, ves stumbles upon some information that nobody was ever meant to see, and realizes that he’s pushed his luck a little too far. fleeing for his life, ves hijacks an escape pod and speeds off to the first place he can think of where his dad will never find him again — the planet’s surface.

drawing ocs for once…. dmitri my friend dmitri

drawing ocs for once…. dmitri my friend dmitri

found some ves doodles in the same sketchbook…… they’re finally reunited

ehehe ^__^ i giggle and kick my legs while thinking about violence

ehehe ^__^ i giggle and kick my legs while thinking about violence

men will literally

men will literally