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Some scared versions of Mortimer and...
WHY THE FUCK IS THERE A MINI MORTIMER VERSION?!
Since my character has already gone through many modifications, I decided to make an Update of this post.
Separate weeks and phases:
Music: Deep Sad
Music: All Well
Music: Insanity
Music: Mask
Music: Stranger
Music: Smile
(B-side)
If Mortimer Mouse (my OC) had a mod in FNF, I think it would be like this
Oh, and I'm thinking about making a mod for FNF if I can.
Hi guys, it's me again!
Well, it's been a while since I made this post (basically a month) and now that I've tested ALL the pens and practiced using them, I've seen a big difference between then and now.
This is the first time trying (of course):
These are the drawings I was practically doing and testing the markers:
And finally the drawings I'm making with them:
MERRY CHRISTMAS
TO ALL!! 🎄🎁🌟
I managed to find a drawing of the first version of Mortimer and so I wanted to make a drawing "related" to that, let's say.
Old version 😒:
(I don't remember exactly what date I did it)
New version 😄:
Heh... How crazy, right?... In a short period of time, I managed to have a great evolution, I think I created Mortimer in October, black again and now we are already in January 2025. Who would have thought that I would have this evolution in such a short time, right?
She’s is the old twikly (whitout color)
Name"twikly Occupation"singer Old"21 High"1.50 Crush"no One Gender"female She is sweet but she’s Also very violente if some One make She bad (Sorry for my bad english)
Saw a woman wearing one of those trendy flower hair clips today, and it left me reminiscing about who I used to be.
Always dressed up, always in touch with the latest styles—hair clips, accessories, outfits, everything. It was rare to catch me dressed down. But it wasn’t just that—I was vibrant, full of life.
The exactly one year ago me would be dumbstruck to see the today me. I may not dress like I used to, nor do I carry the same lightness. Yet, as I look at myself in the mirror now, I realize that that me isn’t lost. I’ve just grown into someone different, someone new. Life unfolded in ways I never imagined, shaping me in ways I never asked for. After all, life has its own way of reshaping us.
Maybe someday, I’ll find my way back to that version of myself—the one who radiated warmth. Or maybe, just maybe, I’ll discover a new version of me, one that shines just as brightly, in a different way.