I Made This Sketch Of Twisted Looey For My Art Class Because He Is My Fav. We Were Told To Try And Replicate

Happy Valentines Day!

I have nothing to show for the holiday, but here's something I made a while back, in case ya'll were hungry <3

Beware the Can Man :)

Happy 2024 everybody!

Love wins 😌

And a version for my aro/ace/not interested in kissing for whatever reason siblings:

easter

:)

JBR HALLOWEEN

Take some guesses as to why I chose these costumes, that'll be fun

Hey, remember the cute little dog-looking cat I made a year or so ago?

Welll.....

I've made a profile of sorts for him! Sorry if it looks off, I redesigned his fur tufts, leg injury, and gave him a new anklet accessory, which required a bit of redrawing (this piece is pretty old.) Honestly, I really like the way Dog Fang came out and I hope to do more art for The Fallen Star in the future!

Beginning Intermission

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???: And so...here we are....

A young man is tied to a chair in the center of a dark room, the ceiling lamp above him being the only source of light. His face is hidden under a potatoe sack painted with a smiley face. Another person, obscured by the darkness, stands right behind him with a gun near his head.

???: We've waited too long for this...and here you are, finally at our mercy.

Tied-up Man: Please....you don't have to do this...

???: ....heheheh.... How cute. Do you really think we're going to stop now? This is only just the beginning. Besides, I'm not the one tied up with a gun to my head.

Tied-up Man: Listen, I know you've all suffered, I understand, but this-

???: Quiet! You don't know shit! You're lucky that the master's even keeping you alive right now.

Tied-up Man: ....

???: Nothing...? Figure's. It won't matter anyway. You won't be here once this ends. I honestly can't wait to see the hope drain from your eyes. Seeing everything you sought to protect crumble to dust, all while you sit here and watch, unable to do anything. It hurts, doesn't it?

Tied-up Man: ....

???: You've all brought this upon yourselves. Soon, everyone will finally understand who the true false angel is! My master will be their new savior! A new dawn of despair will soon be upon them!

Tied-up Man: Please....don't do this....

???: There's no point in begging anymore. Squirm all you want. There is no hope left. No one will hear you. No one will come for you. Your luck has finally run dry, Makoto Naegi.

(And so...it begins)

Prologue: Rebirth of the Killing School Life (Part 1)

♪ OST: Beautiful Days ♪

So, here I am. The pinnacle of human achievement.

Hopes Peak Academy.

One of the most well-known school's in the world. Only the best of the world's most talented youth's, also known as Ultimate's, could get in with the purpose of fostering their talent's and raising them as the world's next hope's. Getting in was like winning the lottery of life. Any normal person would do anything to get in with the promise of succeeding in their future.

Those who do wish to enroll had to fall under two requirement's:

“One must be currently enrolled in high school” and “One must excel at their field of expertise” Meaning no ordinary student can attend, unless under certain circumstance's like a lottery or something.

I happened to be one of the many who fell under both requirement's.

???: Before we continue further, I should introduce myself. My name is Daisuke Yoshida, and I am the Ultimate Class Representative.

Class Representative, aka a glorified babysitter for a bunch of people my age. I'm joking of course, but it honestly feels like it sometimes. I admit, I was kind of the "teachers favorite" of my class; good grades, never misbehaved, helped out wherever I could. It was no wonder I was chosen to be my classes rep, especially since no one else volunteered. I can't complain; keeping idiots in check and handling issues in the class was basically what I did already.

So, imagine my surprise when I found an acceptance letter on my desk when I came home one day. Yep, I had been accepted into Hope's Peak, my hard work fully recognized.

My uncle had been more excited then I was; he said this was my chance to finally go out and be a normal teenager for once. Sure, I guess being a normal teenager and going to a school full of overachieving twats is definitely a perfect mix. Doesn't matter, the perks sound nice enough.

Standing in front of the gate's of this school felt...overwhelming. My face didn't show it, but the nagging feeling of change was starting to get to me. With all the praise the school gets, there's apparently a lot of dark history behind it. Word of death, human experimentation, and teenagers falling into insanity would pop up whenever the schools dark history would come up in conversation. I never really looked to deep into these "rumors", but looking back on it now...I really should've trusted my gut more.

While walking closer to the entrance door's, my head started feeling like it was spinning. My vision grew blurrier and darker the closer I got.

When my hand touched the door, everything suddenly went black.

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???: Hey...

Who....is that...? My head still hurt's.

Slowly coming back into conscience, I saw a dark skinned boy leaning over me, his silhouette almost comically dramatic against the lights above him.

???: Oh, phew, your finally awake. Thank god, we honestly thought you were dead!

Daisuke: W...wha..?

???: Hey Omega, he's awake!

Just as I've managed to get my bearing's, sort of, I spotted something white from the corner of my eye approaching us. Wait- is that a...dog? A very...cartoony, anthro dog?

Omega?: Oh dear, thank heaven's! I was afraid you were going to be out for day's! Oh, I do hope your head isn't hurting too much....

Daisuke: Um...no...I'm alright.

I attempted to stand up on my own, but the two strangers immediately grabbed me in order to keep me from falling.

???: Hey, slow down man. No one's rushing you to stand up. Here.

The boy held my shoulders and made sure I was steady on my feet before letting go.

???: There we go! You good now?

Daisuke: I guess so.

???: Good! To be honest, when you didn't wake up, I thought you were dead!

Omega?: Haku! That is not something to joke about!

???: Heheheh, sorry sorry, but I'm sure you've got a lot of question's right now, don't you?

Daisuke: Well, can you answer any of them?

???: Nope.

Daisuke: Great...

Omega?: Okay, we can get to that in a bit, I'm sure our friend here would like a proper introduction.

"Friend" is a bit of a stretch, we knew each other for two minutes and I'm still confused, but an introduction would be nice.

Omega?: I'll go first; my name is Omega, I am a state of the art android designed by the Future Foundation for assistance and friendship!

Daisuke: Oh, you're a robot? That explain's...a lot.

???: The name's Kohaku Takayuki, but friend's call me Haku. I'm the Ultimate Pyrotechnician. It's nice to meet ya!

Daisuke: You're an Ultimate as well?

Kohaku: Yeah, I guess we all are.

Daisuke: And your talent is...setting things on fire?

Kohaku: Eh...more like flashy light shows, but I DO love me something that goes...boom.

As if to excentuate his point, he pulls out a lighter and flicks it on. The safety regulations of this place must by God Tier if their letting this guy bring THAT to school.

Omega: H-Haku! You know you should not be playing with that inside! You could accidentally burn something!

Kohaku: Heheheh, relax, Omega. I've handled a lighter many times, I'm always careful.

Almost as quickly as he pulled it out, the boy closed the tiny fire hazard and shoved it back into his pockets.

Kohaku: See? All gone.

Omega: I am not reassured.

Daisuke: So, you said that there's more people here?

Omega: Indeed! With you and Haku included, there are about sixteen Ultimate student's here!

Kohaku: So, how 'bout you, bud? What's your name?

Daisuke: Right....my name is Daisuke Yoshida, Ultimate Class Representative.

Kohaku: Woah, neat! So your, like, the head of the class yeah?

Daisuke: Eh, something like that. And your talent is...something to do with fire, yes?

Kohaku: You could say that. I'm more of a fireworks type guy, but I can never say no to a little light!

Yeah...I could tell from a few seconds ago.

Daisuke: So, are we...still in Hope's Peak? This place look's like a school gym, so I assumed we were.

Omega: Affirmative! I assure you that we are indeed inside Hope's Peak Academy!

Daisuke: "Inside Hope's Peak"? Strange... Takayuki, were you-

Kohaku: Knocked out while entering the school? Yeah...I'm pretty sure we all were.

That's odd. Why would someone knock out a bunch of student's and trap them in their school? Something bad is going to happen.

Daisuke: Alright, in order to better understand our situation, investigating the school is top priority. Have you two found anything?

Kohaku: Uh...not really.

Omega: Me and Haku volunteered to watch over you in case you woke up while the other's searched the building, so we didn't really get the chance to investigate far from the gymnasium....which just had the bleachers and a storage closet mostly full of sport's equipment.

Amazing start, I'm sure that will make my job easier. Still, having these two around might be helpful, even if they know about as much as me. It's best to keep them close.

Daisuke: Sigh Well, I guess I'll just have to look for myself. You two are coming with me.

Omega: O-oh, alright, Affirmative!

Kohaku: Heh, taking charge already, are we? Guess you really are the Ultimate Class Rep. So, where should we start, bossman?

Daisuke: Never call me that ever again.

Kohaku: Alright then...

Daisuke: We'll start with whatever's behind the main door and then work our way through the main hall. Understand?

Kohaku & Omega: Yep!

Daisuke: Alright, then let's begin.

The three of us quickly made our way to through the door, which lead to the Trophy Room, connecting the gymnasium to the main hall. It was, admittedly, very pretty to look at. Though, the glow emitting from the gold within the trophy case were starting to hurt my retina's. I spotted a security camera from the corner of my eye. Huh, did it just...move?

Kohaku: Wow! Very fancy in here. Is that real gold?

Omega: Not all of it. Real gold is very expensive so alternatives are necessary. That katana, you see, is covered in gold foil.

Kohaku: Huh, really? Dang, it looks surprisingly real! Wonder if its flammable?

Omega: I CERTAINLY HOPE NOT!

Kohaku: Don't worry, it was just a joke! Hey, Yoshida, what do ya think?

Daisuke: Well, it's certainly shiny and...gold looking.

Kohaku: ...

Daisuke: ...moving on. It doesn't look like there's anything here that could be useful right now.

Kohaku: Sword might come in handy sometime...

Daisuke: Hm, maybe...

Omega: Well, if we are done in here, how about we explore the rest of the school!

Kohaku: Yeah! And, we can introduce Daisuke to the rest of us!

When did I give him permission to use my first name?

Daisuke: Alright then, I was planning on doing that anyway...

Omega: Oh! And I must inform you that only the ground floor in open to explore.

Daisuke: What do you mean?

Omega: For some peculiar reason, it seems the stairs to the second floor are blocked by a cage of sorts.

Kohaku: Really? Thats weird... Well, no time for talking, we've got a school to explore. Right, guys?

Omega: O-oh, yes!

Daisuke: Yeah...

As we left the lobby and walked into the main hall, I couldn't help but think back to what Omega said as well as everything I've seen so far.

Blacking out, bolted windows, seemingly active security cameras, the second floor being blocked...it's clear that someone if behind all of this and whoever's it is has put made an effort to keep us here.

How they've done this isn't my biggest gripe, my only question is why? Why kidnap sixteen students? Why did they trap us here, in Hopes Peak? Why did they go through all the effort of seemingly barricading the school, even locking away an entire floor? Even bigger question, what do they plan to gain from this? I fear that if I continue to look deeper into this...I won't like what I find.

"Before we continue further, I should introduce myself. My name is Daisuke Yoshida and I am the Ultimate Class Representative."

Daisuke is more or less what you'd expect from a class representative: Responsible and no nonsense, but will always stand up for the little guy. He has a natural ability to keep people in check with just a glare (though he doesn't realize it half the time). Despite this, he lacks a proper filter so he can come off as meaner than he intends, especially when it comes to his opinions of others.

He prides himself on being able to "keep his emotions in check" (which just means bottling them up), but he'll occasionally have small bursts of rage if pushed to that point, but these are few and far between.

Even with all that, he does try to be understanding towards his classmate's, even if some get on his nerves. He does his best to help them and is determined to keep them alive in this killing game for as long as possible.

He likes mystery novels, the ocean, and penguins.

He dislikes troublemakers, loud noises, and petty drama.

If you have any questions on this character, ask away!