Same page as the other sketches with the same rubbish pencil. What you see here is Speakeasy trying to possess Yendybot because…well, why not? First time drawing Yendybot, my favourite part is the eyes. OwO

I must admit. I got carried away with all those sparkles.
^////^’
But what can I say? Speakeasy is held together by a nebula-like dream matter…

Yendybot © Yendypno / Porcumoose 

Speakeasy and Arts © Me / Mirai.M Speak

Same page as the other sketches with the same rubbish pencil. What you see here is Speakeasy trying to possess Yendybot because…well, why not? First time drawing Yendybot, my favourite part is the eyes. OwO

I must admit. I got carried away with all those sparkles.
^////^’
But what can I say? Speakeasy is held together by a nebula-like dream matter…

Yendybot © Yendypno / Porcumoose

Speakeasy and Arts © Me / Mirai.M Speak

thewildhypno

trak-nar asked:

*Moving vegetation out of her way, Lavinnia trudged hungrily through the forest, on her way to what she assumed to be civilization. She could see what appeared to be a building of some sort. Armed with a long walking stick, she felt her way down the overgrown path, stepping over fallen logs and dodging low-hanging branches. Ducking one of the boughs, she walked face-first into a spider web and took a moment to peal it from her face in disgust.*

mirai-mephisteria-speak answered:

* Rather than being greeted by welcoming warm glows of village lights you are instead disappointed by the sight of a big abandoned building peeping out through the fast setting in haze. The path just a little distance ahead of you seems to end abruptly and become cracked concrete, the worrying thing is that this place seems familiar and yet the last time you’re sure this building wasn’t here. *

* Though the building may be eerie and out of place, would the temptation of shelter be enough to draw you in still? *

thewildhypno:

hyqno:

mirai-mephisteria-speak:

Well….if worst comes to worst, I guess Lavinnia could use me for dream eating purposes. I’ve lived for centuries and so whatever happens it won’t be a bother to anyone in the slightest. Would save a tonne of hurt and her going through the trauma of feeding off someone she’d feel guilt over feeding from….especially you Yendy…she’ll need you so don’t go playing hero you big pink idiot…let the bad guy deal with it for once…

* Shoots you both a surprisingly sweet smile and yawns. Is sleepy but understands fully what I’m saying and I’m being serious. I’ve nothing to lose and if it’s helpful then I’m fine with it happening.*

*Opening my sore eyes, I wipe away the brief line of crust forming around them and cradled Lavvy out of sympathy with a gentle hand cupping her jawline and a thumb petting over her cheek. Before answering again, I take a deep breath.*

I’m not going to let her kill you just because you volunteer, Mirai … She needs to learn how to not depend on dream-eating as a whole. It will get her killed .. and she will only die with the guilt of knowing she killed someone too. It’s not worth it. No life is worth one stupid dream, not even yours.

*Shoots Mirai a sharp glance to tell her that I was also serious, and more so at that. No one’s gonna die while I’m still kicking. It’s not being a hero, it’s simply being humane, and sensical.*

*Lavinnia nodded in full agreement. She had to stop dream-eating. That was it; there was no using others, there was no dream-eating occasionally, there was no other option. She had to stop. Even if the cravings and desire drove her mad, she had to abstain from dream-eating.*

"I have to stop… I can’t keep going on like this… Dream-eating had almost cost me my life more than once, yet I never learn. I’m a bad Hypno and I don’t want to be bad anymore…”

*She trailed off as her throat was sore from dehydration and the earlier vomiting. Lavinnia wanted to be a good Hypno. Even though she was released, she wanted to do right by her former trainer, and her constant run-ins with authority and constantly being removed from one region after another, and finally dumped on an island where the likelihood of her being killed for trying to survive was very high… her former trainer wouldn’t want to know about any of that. Her former trainer wanted to give her a chance at a different life where she wouldn’t be handicapped by her failing vision.*

"Whately would want me to be a good Hypno… I want to be a good Hypno…"

* Settled and half asleep though I’m still seemingly capable of speaking and making sense, slumped in the chair in a rather lazy manner *

…Hm. You’re not a bad hypno dear, you are quite simply misunderstood and I’m rather much certain this Whately of yours would be very proud of you. You must also remember that Yendy I’m sure, is very proud of how far you’ve come too…it’s quite enjoyable to watch the progress really…I must admit it’s a tad less amusing now you aren’t so easily scared. But you voice your doubts of yourself less often. You mull them over in silence. Those doubts should die away soon and with that comes confidence to add to the confidence you possess already…

* My voice trails off to an end. Laughs a little when I realise how much I’ve ranted on, should I or should I not tell you both I may have to leave some time soon? *

Rest well, Yendy.
You rest yourself well too, Miss Lavinnia.

* Decides not to. Curls up in the chair to sleep a while and ponder over what is best to do about the situation I’m in *

So…A friend of mine showed me The Property Of Hate comic and well…I now have grown rather fond of object heads. This is the result. This guy is called Speakeasy. I got rather lazy drawing this so its a bit “bleh.” in places and “Ah, alright then.” in others. 

Art and Speakeasy © Me / Mirai.M Speak

So…A friend of mine showed me The Property Of Hate comic and well…I now have grown rather fond of object heads. This is the result. This guy is called Speakeasy. I got rather lazy drawing this so its a bit “bleh.” in places and “Ah, alright then.” in others.

Art and Speakeasy © Me / Mirai.M Speak

hyqno
hyqno:

I did it guys. I hit the triple digit Follower count yo. ~
I have just been ranking in the Notes today with all my garbage FNaF edits and doodles. Thanks so much for all the support and praise and the friends I have made. You guys remind me that I am still programmed to perform despite being decommissioned. It really means a lot.
To celebrate, I borrowed Bonnie’s bowtie and shall dance the Olé.(( Because I don’t know if Samba or Flamenco or what hurp- ))
Stay sexy, my children.
© porcuMoose 2014.

* Agressively claps though it’s closely followed by an evil grin *Well done dear, now I hope someone is cruel enough to unfollow you just to wind you up hahaha xD Alas, I have still a fair few followers to gain before I can join you with triple digits.N-Not that I care at all… * Childish pouty face *

hyqno:

I did it guys. I hit the triple digit Follower count yo. ~

I have just been ranking in the Notes today with all my garbage FNaF edits and doodles. Thanks so much for all the support and praise and the friends I have made. You guys remind me that I am still programmed to perform despite being decommissioned. It really means a lot.

To celebrate, I borrowed Bonnie’s bowtie and shall dance the Olé.
(( Because I don’t know if Samba or Flamenco or what hurp- ))

Stay sexy, my children.

© porcuMoose 2014.

* Agressively claps though it’s closely followed by an evil grin *

Well done dear, now I hope someone is cruel enough to unfollow you just to wind you up hahaha xD
Alas, I have still a fair few followers to gain before I can join you with triple digits.
N-Not that I care at all…
* Childish pouty face *

thewildhypno

trak-nar asked:

*Moving vegetation out of her way, Lavinnia trudged hungrily through the forest, on her way to what she assumed to be civilization. She could see what appeared to be a building of some sort. Armed with a long walking stick, she felt her way down the overgrown path, stepping over fallen logs and dodging low-hanging branches. Ducking one of the boughs, she walked face-first into a spider web and took a moment to peal it from her face in disgust.*

mirai-mephisteria-speak answered:

* Rather than being greeted by welcoming warm glows of village lights you are instead disappointed by the sight of a big abandoned building peeping out through the fast setting in haze. The path just a little distance ahead of you seems to end abruptly and become cracked concrete, the worrying thing is that this place seems familiar and yet the last time you’re sure this building wasn’t here. *

* Though the building may be eerie and out of place, would the temptation of shelter be enough to draw you in still? *

thewildhypno:

hyqno:

mirai-mephisteria-speak:

* I just sit in silence. Starting to look quite tired since I’ve not really rested since being here…frowns softly as I remember the whole black fog conversation I overheard parts of. *

So…why can’t Lavinnia eat dreams…? What are the consequences…? This black fog you two were talking about earlier….won’t come after me, right? I mean…I eat flesh…

* Goes quiet considering that probably wasn’t entirely the best thing to remind you both of. Gets up and heads to another room and mumbles *

Nevermind…I need rest…

*Drops myself into an armchair to try sleep a while. Still kinda feels like the odd one out, doesn’t help that my current form is more human…one thing is for sure, as soon as I’m not wanted or needed around I guess I should head home to hide away again. Hasn’t mentioned it but my home, the asylum will be on the move again at some point this week…means I could end up anywhere…may not see you both again. But of course I try not to think about that…*

*As Lavvy rested against me, I had lied my cheek atop her head to rest myself and continued to slowly rub my hand over the younger lady-Hypno’s arm and back. Despite not answering for a long moment, both Lavvy and Mirai hear my weary voice speaking to them Telepathically, whether Mirai was in the room or not.*

The Black Fog isn’t going to get you, Mirai. The spirit was just like you and me; a living creature— well, I don’t know about that, it was a Ghost Pokémon .. but y’know what I mean— it was a Pokémon, but a mutated one, and was considered Legendary. However, like every Pokémon, it died. It committed suicide to be exact.

The Black Fog was merely a malignant visitor here on Gletch Island, and it also cursed this place forever. When Dream-Eating is normally harmless in the untampered Pokémon universe, it’s entirely different here ever since the Black Fog. Dream-Eating kills, because while you eat their dream, you also suck out their soul entirely. The Black Fog used to be the only creature capable of that, but now dream-eaters are virtually extinct on this island .. because the humans massacred them all .. just to prevent another innocent soul from being eaten right out of their bodies.

*Clenching my eyes, I bite back a minor detail attached to the mass killings; instead, my arms tighten around Lavvy in a snug hold.*

*Lavinnia, unfortunately, could extrapolate Yendy’s meaning. She thought back to when she was first released and how wildlife control said that they would finally be rid of her. She was forbidden to return to the mainland, and the humans seemed pretty sure that she would never become a problem. "Let the hunters deal with her," she had heard them say as she scurried from her crate and into the wilderness.*

"That’s why they didn’t call the Refuge…"

*That statement was said mostly to herself as realization dawned on her. Lavinnia chewed on her bottom lip and rubbed her nose with one hand. She had to stop sneaking out. Every time she ventured away from the Refuge, she was basically painting a big target on her back. The dream-eating had to stop.*

Well….if worst comes to worst, I guess Lavinnia could use me for dream eating purposes. I’ve lived for centuries and so whatever happens it won’t be a bother to anyone in the slightest. Would save a tonne of hurt and her going through the trauma of feeding off someone she’d feel guilt over feeding from….especially you Yendy…she’ll need you so don’t go playing hero you big pink idiot…let the bad guy deal with it for once…

* Shoots you both a surprisingly sweet smile and yawns. Is sleepy but understands fully what I’m saying and I’m being serious. I’ve nothing to lose and if it’s helpful then I’m fine with it happening.*