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hi larn ! i've been scrolling and scrolling through your page, i'm so obsessed with your work. any fun facts or trivia about scrubs or peg that you can share? they're such a goofy duo. playing around with making an oc for this world and i want to give scrubs all the cool cameos in my oc's lore that he deserves

thanks :) --atlas

Hi there! Glad you made it to my blog :)

Ahhhh Scrubs, our favorite bandit. You know what, let's do a little lore-drop! Grab some coffee, and get ready to read lol

Born as "Hennison Foyer", he had no true home growing up, instead spending early life with a seedy traveling merchant caravan. There were more snake-oil salesmen in the caravan than actual goods merchants. He learned quickly that strong-arming others rewarded him with more resources, and there were hardly any ethics enforced to stop him. He left the caravan to drift in his early teens, and relied on petty crime for just about everything.

The years that followed were a consistent climbing of the ladder of infamy. Scrubs made a name for himself for being particularly ruthless and for having the guts to pull off dangerous or high-risk heists. From hitting banks to stealing a flashy pegasus, then having the gall to actually fly her and be recognized from a long ways off, most pilots and law enforcement have a mix of respect and disdain for him. He's opportunistic, skilled, and fearless - acting on impulse rather than premeditating against victims. While Scrubs has been plaguing mainly the Talon Lands for a solid 15 years now, he has been spotted in every region over the years.

Said flashy pegasus is Peg. The meanest mare on the planet. She's temperamental, loves to bite, and takes no prisoners. But Peg is also smart. Despite their adversarial "relationship", she's the only pegasus that will tolerate his intense flying, and he's the only pilot that will tolerate her attitude.

Scrubs is now in his upper 30s or so and mainly haunts the Talon Lands, making a "living" via preying on solo pilots and stealing their money/supplies. He also scavenges the remains of ill-fated prospector groups and explorers. The Talon Lands are famous for its legends of gold easily mined from exposed veins amongst the many thin chasms. And while there definitely is gold there, the landscape is a hostile wasteland - hot, windy, and rife with bandits, so actually finding, mining, and escaping with any gold at all is nearly impossible. Scrubs is undeniably top-dog among the riffraff, and they scatter like crows before a vulture when he finds something to scavenge or a victim to steal from.

His sightings recently have been centered in the north of his territory, near a little homestead that's used as a rest-stop by traveling merchants and prospectors. It's situated on beautiful, clear water creek, which has created an oasis for whoever might be hardy enough to live that close to bandit country.

It's run by a woman named Bonnie along with her two adopted kids, and has turned the rundown homestead into a tidy little business. Many assume that Scrubs is using the homestead to case new victims instead of hunting them down out in the wastelands, but rumors whisper that Bonnie has some sort of dirt on him because he, nor any other bandit, have ever robbed her. Or perhaps they have a deal worked out, but he's only been directly witnessed on the homestead property once or twice by traveling tenants so there's a lot of speculation. Bonnie changes the subject when asked about it.

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So yeah, there's a little rundown on Scrubs. He'll show up in Greenhorn Trail (which I'll be officially announcing soon!!), and I may or may not have another comic outlined that features him specifically lol. But I need to finish Molly's comic first!

~ Larn

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Lycanthrope: your body becomes fluid. The moonlight makes it easier to change, but truly you can do it at any time. It's almost harder to stop yourself from changing then to do it. One momment you're in your human form, the next you're fully a wolf, able to feel the wind in your fur, tell what and where things are from your smell alone, taste raw meat in your mouth, run through the night on all fours. It's so freeing, it's like you were always meant to have this, but you never did before. You even can change parts of your body, give yourself fur if you need warmth, or make your eyes yellow and your teeth sharp. It's so natrual that you transform small parts of yourself just to stim. This is you now.

Goblins: they follow you around now. Each of them looks like a miniature human, only a few inches tall, each wearing outfits of little Victorian clothing, eventually setting up miniature villages where they settle. They live in your room because that's where you live. They think of you as their ruler, they've even given you a little crown, and bring you shiny little things that they enjoy. If you want them to do something for you they'll obey, they're as smart as people but limited by their size and lack of knowledge of the world. They've already stolen some things for you, though they'll stop if you ask them to. And they can do more extreme things, you wonder if they'll kill for you, they probably would. They've even built little statues of you, and it feels so nice to be so beloved.

Fae: he came to you first, massive, with a body like a mantis mixed with a weeping willow, only taking a humanoid form when he needed to talk to you. You don't know what he sees in you, mabye he's in love, though you're not sure love is the right word for it. He'll give you things, food that tastes better then any mortal food, beds that leave you well rested, he'll change your height, your face, your sex, if you want, and make it so that nobody remembers. He's very protective of you though, he killed a man who yelled at you on the street, turned his bones to wood and his skin to autumn leaves. You worry about what your fae will do if he thinks your threatened again.

Knowledge: You can see vast planes of choas. Civilizations eons older then your own, cities made from shining bismuth, cities with iron towers reaching deep into space, and cities strung between multiple planes of existence. You know the true names of the creators of the universe, and know the things that birthed them. You carry these things with you, at work, in your bedroom, on the train. You can tell people, but they'll never understand. Right now this is just what you know, and you are still so very small.

Genderless world: You wake up in a version of your body that's not your own, an androgynous form, with a flat chest, a beardless face, and no sex organs between your legs. You feel oddly freed being here, nobody will see you as a man or a woman, just as a person. You look online to see people happy, existing as they wish to. There's a video of two freinds cuddling naked, and there's no ideas of gender, or even of things like sex or romance, making it awkward. For the first time you can just find someone pretty, and there's no idea of lust to make it awkward or have to mean anything more. You're free here.

Wyvern: You become one with the being. You're it's rider, but in a way you and it are the same being, when it flies you can feel it's flight, and the wind rushing past it. You can see through it's eyes, and all the shimmering colors it can see beyond your species's spectrum. You can feel the heat coming through it's mouth as it breaths out great blursts of flame. And you can feel how comfy it is to wrap it's wings around someone you both love. When you give it commands it's so natrual, occasionally you disagree with it, but it's more like disagreeing with part of yourself, and just like how your personality has influenced it, though it's subtler it's personality has influenced you. You noticed it's eyes have changed to the color of your, and likewise your eyes are now it's bright and vivid red.

Physical removal: Your body lays dead on the ground but your soul is very much alive. You have no physical sensations, the air around you feels like nothing as you float in it. But you can see all around you in 360 vision, and hear so many things. You don't walk anywhere, you don't even float, you just choose to be somewhere in your line of sight and then you are there. You'll never be in pain again. You speak just by choosing to create sounds, and your appearance is likewise entirely of your will, and if you wish for it to be nothing it is nothing. You're finally free, just wait until you figure out how to possess things.

Cyborg: You can feel everything about yourself change around you. Your arm slowly turns to steel, it's muscles and skin and bone replaced with machines of the exact same function, it's nerves becoming wires and computer parts. Your very face becomes a mask of itself, your voice now a speaker, your eyes cameras, everything steel. You feel so protected, so perfect, so safe, undying and powerful. Even your very brain is a computer now, yet everything that makes you yourself is stored there perfectly. You have achieved a new enlightenment.

Psychic power: everything goes dark. Your muscles begin to fail, and eyes grow dim, and you think you are going to die. But then something sparks. You can lift yourself up with your power alone, you can lift everything around you, and you are just one of the many things that you have control of. You aren't bound by anything outside of your mind anymore. You lack any functional sense, but you can feel, hear and see any place or time you wish, and even inside the minds of those close to your human body. You realize that your body isn't even you anymore, you are something far beyond yourself, you feel so small, like a conduit for something great and powerful, your skull is now just a container for your brain.

Pendent: the eldirch sign seems to cling to you. Just testing it out, while you wear it a dice in your hands rolls above a fifteen nearly eighty percent of the time. It's not perfect but it works so well. Your posts online suddenly get a lot more attention, but only when you want them to. You can jaywalk and the cars seem to stay away from you. Apply to jobs and get them. When you gamble the house always loses. You still don't fully understand the mechanics, but this seems to be an excellent start, just make sure to always be wearing it, you fear that the momment it comes off your consequences will suddenly be able to finally reach you.

Vampire: Your body transformes as the blood drains from your neak and the fangmarks the blood flowed out of heal. With eternal youth your skin becomes soft and it's color desaturates, muscle and fat melts away as your form becomes slender and graceful. You feel as if athousand tiny aches and pains you didn't notice before suddenly don't exist. Your mouth transforms into a massivs mess of fangs and hinges like a snake's, but it can very easily fold up into something that passes for human when you want it to. You feel cool, the lack of warm blood is refreshing, your digestive system and reproductive system harmlessly being consumed by your new body, as all bodily functions, even sleep, become alien to you. You feel complete.

Angel: the creature slowly floats around your home. It looks like a mess of wings and eyes, not having the same humanoid facade as its comrades. You don't know what god made it but whoever they are they seem to like you. The angel won't talk to you but it sometimes gives you notions of what it wants, and most of all it just enjoys being pet and cuddled by you. It performs minor miracles to help you out sometimes, and you swear you can hear it sing for you while you're asleep. The creature is surely you're freind, and it's presence gives you some strange feeling of eldritch comfort.

yeah

Probably back when they were still rivals.

I`m sorry if there are any incongruities in the translation.

Please read the manga from the right.

nature has never been binary

gynandromorph stag beetle; an organism with both female & male characteristics 🩵🩷

ancient sun cast your light cause there’s no hope in endless winter

Bogolubovia

since people have been so lovely in the notes of my other google slides art, here's some more :)

they would not be friends

I smell the smell of a teeny weensy bit of guilt on this man

Just the itty bitty slightest little bit