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hyperrkylo · 2 months
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CHEZ
// PHIGHTING! OC
❝ 𝐀𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 ❞
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PROFILE
name ; Chez
pronouns ; he/him
height ; 5’4
age ; 15 1/2
birthday ; 17 April
gear ; Cheezburger
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PERSONAL STATUS
Faction ; Factionless
Occupation(s) ; Restaurant owner / Cook
Status ; Alive
Relations ;
Cola (Sibling)
Slingshot (Rival/One-sided)
Subspace (Past-inspiration)
Ban Hammer (Despises)
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BACKGROUND
Chez is a chaotic and hyper teen who is currently on the run due to his “criminal record.” He is the younger sibling of Cola and runs some type of fast food-chain; in which he gives others food poisoning and possibly killing some with the materials he puts in his food.
TIMELINE
[ TO BE ADDED ]
APPEARANCE
[ Picture ^ ]
PERSONALITY
Chez is an immoral and a very energetic demon. He is very aggressive and tries to intimidate those who he deems “below him.” He is temperamental and is a bit stupid.
He also is extremely bossy to Cola, and often talks back to him and gives him sass, much to the annoyance of Cola.
Chez is very reckless and used to look up to Subspace in the past, some of Subspace’s personality bleeding into Chez’s own and partially leading him to how he acts during the present.
He isn’t all that bad though, as he is pretty respectful and determined. He may not seem trustworthy, but if he likes you enough then you can put all of your trust in his hands. Chez also keeps his promises and fulfills them no matter what.
Chez is also very creative and hardworking, being very honest and blunt to others. He also holds a high ego, which takes time to shatter since he is hard-headed and stubborn.
If he ever got a friend though, he would be very caring and supportive towards them, though he will still be blunt and l mean, but he can’t really help it.
Chez may not seem like it, but he means well. Well, half of the time he does.
Half of the good things he does is because Cola forced him to do it.
RELATIONSHIPS
Cola ;
Cola is Chez’s older brother, who deeply cares for Chez despite him being a very irritating person to deal with. Even if he sometimes hates Chez, he is willing to do anything to protect his younger brother.
Slingshot ;
Chez thinks Slingshot’s Cafe is rivaling his “restaurant” so he has some type of hatred towards Slingshot. Though, said person couldn’t care less.
Subspace ;
Chez once looked up to Subspace, some of his personality and morals being influenced by Subspace. However, he later on stopped seeing Subspace as his role model. The reason why is unknown.
Ban Hammer ;
Chez hates this guy. He’s always having to run away from Ban Hammer and sometimes dreams of ripping his face off. Probably would lose if he tried to phight Ban Hammer though.
TRIVIA
One tried to sabotage Slingshot’s cafe and attempted to set the place on fire
Got caught and was sued
Always carries edible food everywhere he goes, this is because he is always hungry
His original color is yellow
Always sits on the edge of chairs
Would hate Gen Alpha slang
Probably has scoliosis
Loves karaoke but sucks at it
Eats the most atrocious food combos
Terrible at lying
Bro thinks he’s him
Do NOT give him Fizz Up!
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SIDE NOTES
i’ll give more lore whenever lol
will be updated over time?
you can ask questions about this guy if you want lmao
most of my oc-related stuff will be on the blog “inethrix”
so you can ask questions and interact/learn about characters there.
or if you just wanna vent, talk, or need to find something just put in it that blog’s ask box.
yes this is a shameless self-promo
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someduckwithagun · 4 months
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The Luminary (Phighting!)
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YAYYYYY!!!!! silly pathetic detective OC
I can always add more info for people who want it, but this is just Luminary, a factionless detective who knows a bit more than they should … I made them a full kit, and I might make them a model, so yall just just say if you want me to pose that
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avonot · 2 months
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her name is sinista q, and she Loves Rock Music and Being on Motorcycle. phighting oc slay. Tha gear is the Motorcycle
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portaldraws · 5 months
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Reference sheet of my OC, Shoulder Canon!
Plus some funfacts under the cut!
He's 19 years old
He works for a security company that often assigns him to watch over various locations; they often assign him the bank. He's been working for the company for a little over a year now.
He takes his job a little too seriously, which can often lead to him being strike and acting like a kill joy.
He's usually pretty grumpy and easily irritable, even around friends. (He could be having the best day of his life and still look like he ate a sour lemon)
He heavily dislikes whenever Phights are arranged in the bank as he has to clean up after them.
He's only about 5'3, but he's sturdy and somewhat built.
He has fairly broad shoulders due to the nature of his weapon.
Shoulder Canon was adopted by Banhammer as a baby; Ban is more considered as his Legal Guardian than an adoptive father
HUGE sweet tooth
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grainlord-town · 2 months
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another sketch dump 🎉🎉🎉
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faeriekit · 9 days
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Salt Mirror
phic phight fill with two prompts; for @echoghost1 and @fuyuthefoxwriter
(Sister fics are Snow Day, Snowdrift Sanctuary, and Frozen Out)
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The first thing Danny noticed was the teeth. 
Or. Well. The first thing Frostbite noticed were the teeth. What Danny noticed was that suddenly he was being offered bigger and bigger bones with his meal, which were very much not typical human-appropriate food. 
“You break them,” Frostbite showed him, pinning the bone between two sharp canines and biting down. The bone broke clean in two. Hot-dog style. “Then you are free to eat the marrow inside.”
Danny stared. “I don’t… I don't think my teeth do that.”
“Try it,” his guardian encouraged. 
…Well. He hoped Far Frozen had as good a dentistry practice as they did medicine. Danny shoved the bone between his canine teeth, and clamped down—
—And the bone broke clean through. 
Huh. That was…new. 
Well. Marrow tasted good, anyway, and scooping the butter-soft marrow out with a spoon was easy. Danny might have clunked the wooden spoon against his teeth a couple times (man, was he clumsy today) but he was very happy with the results. 
The next day Frostbite offered him an arm-length rib bone, Danny didn’t even hesitate to chomp down. 
He ate through four ribs before he felt full. He was happy. 
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The second thing Danny noticed was how pale he got. 
Like. As in ‘his arm matched the snow-white fur of his tundra-proof coat’ level pale. ‘White as a glacier and just as blue’ level pale. Like. There was no red left in his skin. 
He pressed his thumb to his palm. It went yellow, and then flushed back to white as his blood went back in. 
…Spooky. Uh. Danny blinked loudly. Maybe he was…sick…?
There wasn’t a mirror in their cave dwelling, and nothing was shiny enough to reflect in— everything that wasn’t medical was cast iron, or not quite mirror smooth, like Frostbite’s round cooking knives. 
Danny needed a mirror. 
He bundled up and walked through fresh snow drifts to the closest medical facility: an ice cave across from Ledyanoy and Avalanche’s home, carved into one of several dozen pillars of ice embedded into the floating island. Danny knew that there was a mirror there, since Frostbite went in for mirror therapy every time his ice-carved arm began to itch psychosomatically. 
He darted inside. Pritla was the only one in there, so they ignored him in their quest for additional data. Great. All Danny needed was the mirror set up in the corner, ready and waiting to be rolled into place for Frostbite’s next session. 
Danny peeked at his reflection. He looked…wow. 
For one, Danny looked spooky as hell. The blue went all around his eyes, now— no whites to be seen, creating an uneasy, inhuman look. He was pale. He was very pale. He looked like the printer had run out of any colors that might have given him some sort of standing to wander reality with. 
The insides of his lips were blue. The wet inner linings around his eyes were blue. 
…What. 
And. Speaking of…lips…his gums were a deep, sapphire blue, as was his tongue. None of that was as important as his huge freaking fangs, though!
Like! Huge! Not yeti huge, of course, but still!! Danny had no idea how they weren’t sticking straight out of his mouth when he closed it. Big, pearly fangs. 
What the heck was happening to him? 
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“I think you’re turning into a Yeti,” Tundra decided primly, and flung himself at Arctic without any further thought. The teenage Yeti— still taller than Danny by two heads and a half— squawked, barely seeing the projectile cub in time to dodge appropriately. 
“No,” said Danny. It was more outright denial than certainty. He wrapped his coat tighter around himself. 
Avalanche, who was the closest to adulthood out of all of them, watched the two wrestle balefully. Tundra was barely out of cub age, and Arctic wasn’t much better than Sidney Poindexter when it came to having his crap together, so it was kind of like watching two frogs mud-wrestle in knee-high snow. 
“I mean,” said Avalanche, mostly bored by the spectacle of Arctic getting his butt whipped by what amounted to a kid, “I’m pretty sure it’s normal for human-born ghosts to adapt to their Obsessions after they form. You have to change a little to match your environment. And we have a lot of snow.” 
“So much!” Tundra howled from where he was perched on top of Arctic. His victory lasted as long as it took for Arctic to get his legs underneath himself, push himself to standing, and launch Tundra into a snow drift with a surprised squeal. 
Arctic shook himself off. His fur fluffed up with the effort, which made him look larger in size than usual. “I think that if you were turning into a yeti, Frostbite would have noticed. Or said something. Or done something.”
Avalanche shook her head, gamely ignoring how Tundra had turned from a fallen-in-the-snow position to a crouching-and-ready-to-pounce position. Danny had seen this a million times now; either Arctic would notice (he wouldn’t) and dodge, or he’d once again fall victim to Tundra’s childish enthusiasm. 
Danny and Avalanche largely had no comment on Tundra’s second leap of faith, nor for their mutual struggle for pubescent dominance that ensued. 
There were other questions to ask. 
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“Am I turning into a yeti?” Phantom asked. 
Frostbite looked down. 
The half-ghost looked nervous— picking at his lip until green beaded under his teeth, his hands in the sleeves of his coat. 
“No,” Frostbite confirmed. He didn’t smile, as it would have seemed condescending in the face of Phantom’s genuine worry. It was better to keep calm. “Why are you worried about turning into a yeti?” 
Phantom stared up at him, eyes deep and luminous. Frostbite had seen similar coloration on deep-sea creatures, long-travelled things desperate for any sort of light. The sight was compelling, yes, but could not substitute for a verbal answer. 
“...Because I’m changing colors and now I have sharp teeth and I think I’m growing claws,” Phantom pointed out. All of these things were true. They were very good, sturdy teeth, and very good, sturdy claws, which was a good sign; anything otherwise would have indicated a lack of support on Frostbite’s end. 
“It is a very normal thing to want to explore other forms of expression at your age,” Frostbite pointed out. He threaded his paws through Phantom’s pale hair, and found, to his pride, little buds of ice horns. “And I am very flattered that you think so highly of us that you are interested in mimicking some of our more obvious traits; that being said, if it distresses you, you are always free to change back.” 
Phantom’s face turned…lost. “Oh.” 
Frostbite continued petting. More explanation would come, or it wouldn’t— but in the meantime, the human tinge returned to his charge’s cheeks, flush with red blood, and the bud horns collapsed where they grew. His charge’s hair turned dark once more, his teeth flat and human. 
Phantom’s eyes were always blue. The human color was not as deep, but was just as nice. Now, there were tears in them. 
“What is wrong, little one?” Frostbite rumbled, concerned. Phantom took his paw and pressed his face to it in search of tactile comfort. 
“I didn’t know why I was changing,” Phantom admitted, sniffing. His voice was wet and raw. “I was scared I couldn’t go back. Humans don’t just…change like that, 'cause we're made of matter. I was scared…”
Frostbite rumbled wordlessly. His charge had adapted very well to a non-human environment, but there were knowledge gaps that would have come naturally to any Realms-Borne being; most intuitively was knowledge of the self, as well as the rigidity (and fluidity) of one’s own manner of expression. 
Changing without realization would be distressing. Frostbite still remembered what it felt like to wake up some mornings and realize that his arm was gone. 
“You are alright,” Frostbite reaffirmed. “It it healthy to change, and it is a good time to find out how you will want to present yourself. That being said, there is no rush.”
Frostbite paused. 
“There is one rush. If you intend to partake in eating marrow with our dinner tonight, you may want to manifest your teeth again—”
Phantom laughed, little cub’s fangs poking out between his teeth. All would be well; but first, there was dinner to be had, and a good night’s sleep to be found.
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hiraethminds · 7 months
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been playing with siblings, I am not immune to the curse (<actually likes playing support)
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chewwypepsicola · 28 days
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post phighting oc Beau when they least expect it
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mossy-paws · 2 months
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biograft doodles! (PHIGHTING!)
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Nothing special this time around, just some silly doodles I did at like midnight LOL
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kaapinon · 1 month
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rainworld phighting and just rainworld?… cringe set free
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fedoras-stuff · 2 months
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phighting art dump
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hyperrkylo · 2 months
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COLA
// PHIGHTING! OC
❝ 𝐁𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. ❞
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PROFILE
name ; Cola
pronouns ; he/him
height ; 5’6 2/3
age ; 17
birthday ; 4 March
gear ; Bloxy Cola
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PERSONAL STATUS
Faction ; Factionless
Occupation(s) ; Painter / Photographer
Status ; Alive
Relations ;
Chez (Sibling)
Paint Grenade (Friend)
Blade (Friend)
Traffic (Semi-Friend)
Galactic (Mutual)
Hyperlaser (Mutual)
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BACKGROUND
Cola is a 17 year old demon who is currently on the run with his younger brother despite not necessarily doing anything illegal. He is a photographer who also enjoys watercolor painting. He used to be a cake decorator but eventually got bored of it and quit.
TIMELINE
[ To be added ]
APPEARANCE
[ picture ^ ]
PERSONALITY
Cola is a more “tame” version of Chez, being more calm and chill than his younger sibling.
Cola decides to be more passive aggressive than directly aggressive, unlike Chez. He tends to use threats though if things end up going too far to him.
He has a similar attitude to Chez, but he is way nicer and way more reliable. He isn’t all that hyperactive, but he has enough energy to keep up either Chez and his shenanigans.
Even though he doesn’t look the nicest, he tries to be. Or, he tries to be nicer than most people he meets.
Despite being a better version of Chez, he still has flaws. He tends to lie a lot and has trouble sympathizing with others, also taking things less serious than he should be sometimes.
Cola is responsible, but he can be a bit judgmental. He is also really indecisive about some things.
If he really doesn’t like someone, he will make sure they get a hint about how he feels about them, though he won’t directly tell them that he hates or strongly dislikes them.
Even though he’s more mature than Chez, that doesn’t mean he’s completely better. Cola also engages with the activities Chez partakes in, causing destruction and havoc with his sibling simply because it’s fun to him. Cola can be ruthless during these times.
He doesn’t always agree with how his sibling acts, so he sometimes forces Chez to do better things.
Also he’s smart, I promise.
RELATIONS
Chez ;
Younger sibling who can get on his nerves, but still deeply cares about.
Paint Grenade ;
A close friend who Cola enjoys talking to. They rarely see each other though due to Cola always having to move, they digitally keep in contact though.
Blade ;
A friend due to both of them having the same kind of problems, they can relate to each other to an extent and always have each others’ backs.
Traffic ;
Met while Traffic was on one of his “adventures.” Both of them got along well but they don’t talk much anymore. If Cola sees him again he does wanna catch up.
Galactic ;
Both talk every now and then, but Cola is still weary of him since he knew about the incident Galactic had in the past. Cola would probably consider him a friend if he didn’t know about the events that occurred back then to Galactic.
Hyperlaser ;
Their personalities somehow mesh well which makes them both somewhat get along. Cola likes to talk to Hyperlaser every now and then but keeps cautious of him.
TRIVIA
He is holding a chug jug lmao
Cola drinks orange juice with pulp in it
He also regularly drinks acid
Probably sucks at driving
Resting bitch-face
Trips other demons because its funny
Would probably win in a phight against the president
If you shake him, his horns will probably explode.
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SIDE NOTES
his personality bothers me but i’ll leave it for now..
lmao his appearance does not match his personality actually-
Dialogue coming never
He looks very evil but he is really nice I promise.
Galactic made by Tozuko, Paint Grenade and Blade are made by me.
check the blog inethrix for updates about my characters if ur interested or something.
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mochiilady · 5 months
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Me? Posting two times in one week? No way...
Redrawn from this btw v
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plantify · 2 months
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Sketch canvas
Reblogs always appreciated
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portaldraws · 1 month
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Decided to give Shoulder Cannon a pet cat named Syrup! Her favorite activity is knocking over any unattended glass she finds (much to Cannon's despair).
Cannon usually lets her get away with it though since he can't stay mad at her.
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infernalroses · 5 months
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Meet Headphones!
A civiliansona of mine for funniest!
When spoken to, he would allow people to change the OST of the Crossroads to nearly any song found ingame.
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