rib dtae

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v scroll down for bio + story outline v 1. fullbody of ribcage + I freaking love ribcage so much man im planning on an epic animatic just you wait 2. whatever this is + I made when like half asleep its actually pretty cool I really like the colors 3. school drawing + ignore the shadow lmao this was made from memory after only drawing them once so pretty kewl of me 4. another school drawing + much darker than the last one ahah the ribs look weird but I like how the bangs look 5. child concepts and staff redesign + for my animatic maybe 6. idk what to call this design seemed fun to draw + I love the colors in this design you cooked name: artriarch (art-tree-ark) theyd go by art or artie as a child pronouns: they/fae BACKSTORY DISCLAIMER: contains mentions of war, death, self-death and unsafe brain surgery PLEASE DO NOT READ IF THIS TRIGGERS YOU!! I WANT TO GET MY STORY OUT WITHOUT GETTING BANNED PLEASE also note: I write things in a sloppy, uncaring way but I really do care about this story a whole ton! jsut please tell me if anything doesn’t make sense artie’s ancient arrakian civilization is at war oh geez theyre just a lil kid so theyre so scared their papa’s fighting in the war so theyre just like being taken care of by some rando neighbor not knowing if their papa is alive they hear from some fellow child about a spoopy old hermit or smth with mAgIcAl PoWeRs and theyre like omg maybe this old guy can tell me if my papa is okay and like protect him or somthing so they go to where the hermit is rumored to be and yeah theres a guy there but looks more of a sorceror than jsut any old recluse theyre like “OH LOVELY HERMIT MAN PLEASE GIVE MY PAPA IMMUNE TO DEATH PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE” because being a stupid child not knowing immortality is sad sad sad so hermit man is like “ok sure bud” and does a little bippity boppity boop and wabam. all internal organs? gone. hermit is like “oopsies sorry must’ve botched it I guess” and artie is like “gosh darn it you old man do it better this time” so hermit is like ok and does his spell again and nothing happens and hes like “uhh sorry man guess it don’t work” so artie leaves and goes back home, sans any kind of skin, muscle, fat or organs from their collarbone to their toes to find that their papa died in the war :<<< artie is obviously very distraught because they were tryna protect their papa through dark magic and ended up without a heart so art grows up through the war having to cover their unskinned bones. they are very sad and after losing their buddy (who told them about the hermit) try to end their own life just to find that they are completely immune to death (i mean they have no heart or lungs and their brain is immune to unconsciousness somehow) this is obviously a very distressing discovery. after much experimentation, artie discovers they literally cannot be killed or injured in any way, even brain death. so their clear next step is to simply forget about everything bad so they do some quick research and use a sharp bone (previously used as a hairpiece) to stab through the memory part of their brain. however, being immune to injury this does nothing. so they resort to revenge >:00 they go and murder the old hermit and steal his staff and become the new hermit round these parts and now they are forced to live forever with the same fate they wished upon their poor poor papa the end *bows cutely* im sorry if it was kinda depressing I’m a sucker for unhappy endings