@deerspherestudios itâs been ages since I posted on tumblr pffffff.
But I recently played Mushroom Oasis and I am just so in love with Mychael I had to draw him ahhhh. Itâs so rare that I actually love what I draw⊠but I LOVE how he turned out. He was so fun to draw. I hope you like it, cheea!! đđđ
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â Hey , itâs a real pleasure to be here. â
 â â Guess weâre here to answer some questions? â
â Yup! So, ask away. Promise Dabi and I will play nice~. â
Arthur stares, watching her with a soft frown on his face. Perhaps evil had been... much too strong a word.
â... Okay, fair. Evil is harsh. All life is important. But, all life is equal, too. Your life is no more valuable than the lives of those youâve taken, and their lives were no more valuable than yours. There isnât a.. hierarchy of value when it comes to life.âÂ
âAnnnnd that includes Mystery. His life is just as important as yours, too. No one deserves to die just so others can live. But, in that same aspect, no one deserves to die just because they need certain things to survive.â
He sighs, seeming to hesitate before looking back at her, and tilting his head.Â
âDo you have to kill these people to survive? What exactly is it that you need? Blood? Because thereâs ways to get that without murdering people. And, I mean, if youâre willing to, yâknow, not murder, I wouldnât mind helping you.â
arthurtheghostmechanicâ:
He did recognize her instantly; that was the tree lady who had completely and utterly wrecked his van, almost killed Mystery, and whom Vivi had completely obliterated with a bat. He was shocked to see her⊠well, alive.
His expression shifted to a frown as he crossed his arms, looking her up and down. He could put the puzzle pieces together now; the blood, the clothes. Oh, no.
â Do you⊠Have to be evil? â He asks then. â I can see youâve⊠come back, right, regenerated. Like you did before, during that fight. Didnât know you could regenerate from⊠Practically nothing. â He pauses and tilts his head at her.Â
â You were after Mystery. Now, youâre killing people out here in these woods. Listen, thereâs gotta be some other way for you to survive, right? Do you really need the⊠well. Do you need to kill people to survive? â
Why was he talking to her so calmly? Well, he knew he couldnât just leave her be out here. She was murdering people; that, at the minimum, needed to stop. But Arthur was a kind-hearted soul, often much too kind-hearted, and he believed everyone deserved more than one chance. Perhaps she could survive peacefully? Even after all sheâd done- yes, Arthur believed she deserved another chance. Perhaps at a peaceful life, this time.
âż â⊠Evil? You think Iâm evil?â
Thereâs a growl to her voice, and had she been strong enough to stand on her own, Arthur might not have lived to regret that.
Luckily for him, she can only stand there glare at him, and looks certainly canât kill.
âTell me⊠why is anyone elseâs life more important than my own? Why should I wither away and die simply to preserve anotherâs life?â
She brushes a lock of hair out of her face, huffing. For her entire life, sheâs been told that who and what she is is evil, but⊠if her need for blood is anyoneâs fault, itâs Mysteryâs. Sheâd be doing the world a favor by offing him.
âIf your precious mutt would simply let me do what I have been trying to do for centuries, I could regrow my forest. I could survive on his blood alone for a thousand of your lifetimes. But he continues to run, knowing that the longer I follow him, the more people I must feed on.â
Itâs normally a much cleaner process, but when one has to regrow their body from nothing but their heart, options are limited.
Ooh, it would be so easy to just say okay. It came naturally at this point. But were things okay? He was always working himself to the bone, hardly getting any sleep, and this hug was literally making him want to cry because it was comforting him so much.Â
â Ah, well. I-If Iâm being honest, Iâve been better. But Iâm okay, really. Just tired. And I really needed this hug I think. â He laughs softly.Â
@arthurtheghostmechanicâ conât from {X}
â Haha, hey!!! â
The mechanic happily wrapped his arms around the ghost, returning the happy hug, and eagerly nuzzling him in return. Oh, he had so dearly missed him. He wouldnât mind being held like this for awhile- or, yâknow, forever to be honest.
There was a happy sigh from the specter as he pulled the blonde closer into the hug and enjoying having him nestled in his arms again. It felt like ages since he saw the mechanic and just having him around again made him feel so much better. His colors shimmering softly to reflect his happiness at the situation.
âSo, what have you been up to? I take it youâve been busy.â
Spectrum asked, finally pulling away just enough to look at the other. Still keeping in a embrace.
Vivi holds the door open for everyone, watching then come in and smiling softly. âEveryone to bed to bed to beeeed.â She chirps softly, waving them in. âWe all need a good nightâs rest.â She hums.
Arthur smiles at Mystery and nods at the sight of the pendant, turning and walking inside. He groans. âI need to wash off before I get into bed.â He sighs, glancing down at his still damp clothes, and fighting back a yawn again. He stumbles into the bathroom and shuts the door, turning the shower on. He undresses and gets into the shower, washing himself off quickly, before stepping back out and drying off. He tugs pajamas on, and makes his way to the bedroom, simply collapsing onto the bed.
@solitaria-fantasma
It was nearly 10 oâclock at night when the Mystery Gangâs van parked at an empty lot, in a town about 45 minutes from their hometown. Vivi had insisted they come immediately, even though it was late. Sheâd finished reading up on a few strange happenings there- and when the gang received a mysterious email, that originated from this location, sheâd wasted no time in rounding everyone up to head out. Once they arrived, Vivi was the first from the van, eagerly glancing around. Arthur was hesitant, and quite frightened. His email was the one the strange message had been sent to after all.Â
â â I really donât understand why we couldnât have waited until tomorrow to come here, Vi. Itâs creepy and dark and I donât have a good feeling at all. â
And it was true. The mechanic had goosebumps along his arms, and he was certain he could feel⊠something watching them all. His orange eyes cast around, frightened.Â
Was about to draw Shiromori as Fatui harbringer with Murder Mystery but since Dendro/Plant character hasnât been released yet in the game, I decided to draw em later.
Vivi arrived home pretty quick, parking her car and locking it up before heading inside. She stood by the front window, watching out for the others to arrive.
Within three minutes of the drive, Arthur was conked out, head leaned against the window, breathing deeply as he slept. Once they arrived though, he stirred, and sleepily blinked. He stretched his arms, before unbuckling and slipping out of the car, glancing back to the road.
@solitaria-fantasma
It was nearly 10 oâclock at night when the Mystery Gangâs van parked at an empty lot, in a town about 45 minutes from their hometown. Vivi had insisted they come immediately, even though it was late. Sheâd finished reading up on a few strange happenings there- and when the gang received a mysterious email, that originated from this location, sheâd wasted no time in rounding everyone up to head out. Once they arrived, Vivi was the first from the van, eagerly glancing around. Arthur was hesitant, and quite frightened. His email was the one the strange message had been sent to after all.Â
â â I really donât understand why we couldnât have waited until tomorrow to come here, Vi. Itâs creepy and dark and I donât have a good feeling at all. â
And it was true. The mechanic had goosebumps along his arms, and he was certain he could feel⊠something watching them all. His orange eyes cast around, frightened.Â
Arthur nods, smiling at Gawain warmly. âI would walk with you two if I didnât feel like I was about to conk right out.â He laughs softly. He slowly makes his way over to the van, sitting in the passenger seat with a yawn as he buckles up.
Vivi nods. âAlright. Iâll see you all home then, okay?â She waves, turning to hop back into her car. Turning it on, she waved again before packing out of the lakeâs lot, and driving back towards their home.Â
@solitaria-fantasma
It was nearly 10 oâclock at night when the Mystery Gangâs van parked at an empty lot, in a town about 45 minutes from their hometown. Vivi had insisted they come immediately, even though it was late. Sheâd finished reading up on a few strange happenings there- and when the gang received a mysterious email, that originated from this location, sheâd wasted no time in rounding everyone up to head out. Once they arrived, Vivi was the first from the van, eagerly glancing around. Arthur was hesitant, and quite frightened. His email was the one the strange message had been sent to after all.Â
â â I really donât understand why we couldnât have waited until tomorrow to come here, Vi. Itâs creepy and dark and I donât have a good feeling at all. â
And it was true. The mechanic had goosebumps along his arms, and he was certain he could feel⊠something watching them all. His orange eyes cast around, frightened.Â
Arthur nods, smiling softly at Gawain. âYeah, sleep sounds like the best idea.â He laughs softly. âIâm... Exhausted, really. I feel like I could pass out any moment.â He yawns softly, before slowly pushing himself to stand up, swaying a little.Â
Vivi stands as well, raising her hands to help steady Arthur. âYeah, we all need some sleep, that is forrrrr sure.â She nods, looking backwards towards their car and the van. âIâll drive my car back, Lewis will you drive the van? I do not want Arthur to be driving when heâs so tired.â
@solitaria-fantasma
It was nearly 10 oâclock at night when the Mystery Gangâs van parked at an empty lot, in a town about 45 minutes from their hometown. Vivi had insisted they come immediately, even though it was late. Sheâd finished reading up on a few strange happenings there- and when the gang received a mysterious email, that originated from this location, sheâd wasted no time in rounding everyone up to head out. Once they arrived, Vivi was the first from the van, eagerly glancing around. Arthur was hesitant, and quite frightened. His email was the one the strange message had been sent to after all.Â
â â I really donât understand why we couldnât have waited until tomorrow to come here, Vi. Itâs creepy and dark and I donât have a good feeling at all. â
And it was true. The mechanic had goosebumps along his arms, and he was certain he could feel⊠something watching them all. His orange eyes cast around, frightened.Â
Vivi laughs softly, happily petting at the little spirit. âTheyâre so cute and sweet.â She says warmly. âAdorable and very helpful little buddies.â
Arthur smiles and gently pets at the second one. âThose are good names.â He glances at his brother, and his eyes soften again. âAre you... feeling okay?â He asks, concern in his voice. He hesitates a moment. â... Do you want to go talk to Lance..?â He murmurs. âWe donât have to, tonight. We could in the morning.â
@solitaria-fantasma
It was nearly 10 oâclock at night when the Mystery Gangâs van parked at an empty lot, in a town about 45 minutes from their hometown. Vivi had insisted they come immediately, even though it was late. Sheâd finished reading up on a few strange happenings there- and when the gang received a mysterious email, that originated from this location, sheâd wasted no time in rounding everyone up to head out. Once they arrived, Vivi was the first from the van, eagerly glancing around. Arthur was hesitant, and quite frightened. His email was the one the strange message had been sent to after all.Â
â â I really donât understand why we couldnât have waited until tomorrow to come here, Vi. Itâs creepy and dark and I donât have a good feeling at all. â
And it was true. The mechanic had goosebumps along his arms, and he was certain he could feel⊠something watching them all. His orange eyes cast around, frightened.Â
As his brotherâs sobbing slowed, the clunk of his metallic arm on the rock made Arthur turn his head. He smiles warmly at the third orange spirit, eyes shining with gratitude. âOh, wow. Thank you. I really appreciate that. It would have been really rough to make a new one from scratch.â He laughs softly. He reaches out for the arm- thankfully, undamaged aside from a couple scrapes he could buff out. He tilts it to get the water out from the crevices of it, before turning to press it back up to the port attached to his left shoulder. With a solid click, it pops back into place, and after a moment he stretches his left arm out, bending the metal fingers. âBetter.â He murmurs.Â
Vivi reaches out to pat the third orange spiritâs head, smiling softly. âThank you.â She grins. âKnowing him, he would have gone without sleep consistently until he rebuilt that.â She glances at Arthur, and then to Gawain, eyes soft.
@solitaria-fantasma
It was nearly 10 oâclock at night when the Mystery Gangâs van parked at an empty lot, in a town about 45 minutes from their hometown. Vivi had insisted they come immediately, even though it was late. Sheâd finished reading up on a few strange happenings there- and when the gang received a mysterious email, that originated from this location, sheâd wasted no time in rounding everyone up to head out. Once they arrived, Vivi was the first from the van, eagerly glancing around. Arthur was hesitant, and quite frightened. His email was the one the strange message had been sent to after all.Â
â â I really donât understand why we couldnât have waited until tomorrow to come here, Vi. Itâs creepy and dark and I donât have a good feeling at all. â
And it was true. The mechanic had goosebumps along his arms, and he was certain he could feel⊠something watching them all. His orange eyes cast around, frightened.Â
Arthur smiles softly, crying with his brother and hugging him as tight as he could. âYou wonât ever have to be alone again.â He murmurs softly. âI swear to you. âIâve got you, Gawain.â And with that, he falls silent again, listening to the soft sounds of nature around them, and enjoying the moment, the reunion with his brother.
Vivi sniffles softly, happy to see them fully reunited and happy, and throws her arms around the two to join the hug as she laughs softly. âWelcome to the family, Gawain.â She says happily.
@solitaria-fantasma
It was nearly 10 oâclock at night when the Mystery Gangâs van parked at an empty lot, in a town about 45 minutes from their hometown. Vivi had insisted they come immediately, even though it was late. Sheâd finished reading up on a few strange happenings there- and when the gang received a mysterious email, that originated from this location, sheâd wasted no time in rounding everyone up to head out. Once they arrived, Vivi was the first from the van, eagerly glancing around. Arthur was hesitant, and quite frightened. His email was the one the strange message had been sent to after all.Â
â â I really donât understand why we couldnât have waited until tomorrow to come here, Vi. Itâs creepy and dark and I donât have a good feeling at all. â
And it was true. The mechanic had goosebumps along his arms, and he was certain he could feel⊠something watching them all. His orange eyes cast around, frightened.Â
He did recognize her instantly; that was the tree lady who had completely and utterly wrecked his van, almost killed Mystery, and whom Vivi had completely obliterated with a bat. He was shocked to see her... well, alive.
His expression shifted to a frown as he crossed his arms, looking her up and down. He could put the puzzle pieces together now; the blood, the clothes. Oh, no.
â Do you... Have to be evil? â He asks then. â I can see youâve... come back, right, regenerated. Like you did before, during that fight. Didnât know you could regenerate from... Practically nothing. â He pauses and tilts his head at her.Â
â You were after Mystery. Now, youâre killing people out here in these woods. Listen, thereâs gotta be some other way for you to survive, right? Do you really need the... well. Do you need to kill people to survive? â
Why was he talking to her so calmly? Well, he knew he couldnât just leave her be out here. She was murdering people; that, at the minimum, needed to stop. But Arthur was a kind-hearted soul, often much too kind-hearted, and he believed everyone deserved more than one chance. Perhaps she could survive peacefully? Even after all sheâd done- yes, Arthur believed she deserved another chance. Perhaps at a peaceful life, this time.
arthurtheghostmechanicâ:
Arthur had found himself in the woods wandering along. He was lost in thought, and he liked to walk in the woods whenever he was thinking about things. The scenery relaxed him. The sound of distant animals, the smell of pine and mud, it was familiar to him. There was just a part of him that⊠craved the peace that the forest brought.
But today heâd gotten a little too lost in thought, and wandered deeper into the woods than he normally did. Upon realizing that he was unfamiliar with this part of the woods, his curiosity was peeked. Instead of doing the smart thing and turning around, to head back, he curiously adventured further.Â
His curiosity turned to dread, however, when he started noticing the various streaks and stains of blood. His footsteps slowed, brows furrowing at the sight. What could have�
Hearing a voice, and watching as a pocket knife is thrown harmlessly to the ground beside him, he blinks, looking up. He sees a flash of white behind a tree that seemed coated in blood, and Arthur felt his own eyes widen. Whoever this was, was likely the one behind this bloodshed.Â
⊠Or could be the one injured?
Carefully, he stepped forward. Stupid, he could practically hear Vivi and Lewis scolding him. He should have ran. But he wanted to know who was here.
â ⊠Hello âŠ? Um⊠Are you ⊠Okay? â
âżÂ Okay Shiromori, assess the threat - that voice, and the orange⊠she recognized them. Her head peeks further around the tree, likely giving Arthur all the information he needs to know heâs probably not safe here - even just the bonsai atop her head is a dead giveaway.
Those eyes seem to glare at him for a moment, but sheâs just figuring out if heâd be able to hurt her at all - he possessed a metal arm for some reason, but he was no spirit, nor a warrior - he was the very face of cowardice, if her brief few interactions had meant anything.
Which means she can use him.
âObviously not. I donât know if you saw what your friend did to me, but⊠I imagine having your heart knocked out of your body is a universally uncomfortable experience.â
Stepping around the tree, Shiromori stumbles, having to lean against the tree to keep herself upright. Growing an entirely new body is hell.
Even if he didnât see, itâs clear something happened - sheâs in baggy, blood soaked clothes, her hairâs a mess, and she looks like she just woke up with a hangover.
⊠Her makeup is still on-point somehow, though.