yay im not dead... wait... i am dead? im a GHOST!? nah
this is just my new oc, and my avatar for my non my little pony reviews. his name is scribbles, scribbles the ghost. (i know crown prince's oc has the name scribble for scribble kibble but whatever, my oc i can name it what i want, deal with it)
now scribble is an oc i designed after watching some of an animator i like puddle's videos, and hearing about their process for puddle, i thought it would be good to design an oc my way... how i felt comfortable doing it... and here he is. he even has a backstory.
one day a young painter was in the market for a new easel, but due to his art being... passe (sorry for lack of the ' on top, i have no idea how to do that on a keyboard), he had a lack of funds for such a purchase... saddened he roamed the streets looking for some bargain for a quality easel, offering his paintings to whoever would buy them. one night, he ran into a small shop ran by a mysterious old man.
"come in my child, this shop is for those who's hearts are pure." the man said welcomingly.
the young painter told the man of his predicament, and without hesitation, the old man went and got him a brand new easel, complete with paints and brushes. phantasmagoric (look it up) at the old mans generosity. the artisan repaid his generosity with a painting of the old man and the boy together at the shop, down to the last detail. sadly, this painting was so detailed, so out of the painters skill range, that it took the painter the rest of his life to finish the painting. it was labeled his masterpiece by his peers. but what the painter didnt know, was the old man lived on, for he was an immortal one, and that shop was a magic shop. the immortal man buried the easel with the painter along with a magic circle.
"you have a heart as big as a canvas my boy. the passion and love you put in your paintings shall not go unrewarded. so long as the passion to create burns in your soul, your spirit will live on, sharing your creations with the world."
so the man left the world, and in his absence, a ghostly spirit rose from the grave, and that is the story of scribbles, the wandering spirit of a creative painter.