Original artwork and story HERE
"Why the HELL did we take on this job?!" Vritrax popped another tendril with his shotgun, the blast causing a loud boom to echo through the sewers. He hopped, doubled back, and plugged another tendril with a series of three blasts from his weapon.
"Because," Lorkos threw a dagger at a tendril that snaked and slid up around his leg, somersaulting in a flip to safety. He pulled two handguns from inside his jacket, unloading on more slithering sewer tendrils, their oily surfaces rippling and exploding from the shots. "-it's a SHIT TON of money we're being paid to find these people!" Lorkos triple flipped backwards, each time sending off more quick shots.
Vritrax ushered his ally down a tunnel, throwing a grenade behind them both. "Go go go!" They both flashed terror-filled eyes as a swarm of approaching tentacles grew close, only to burst in a brilliant flare of the explosion. Ashes and stray fire littered a sewage pipe as the pair took a moment to relax, exhausted and their gear draped in black liquid rubber spatters. "Ok... well..." Vritrax huffed. "Now we can... well, find all our armour for one thing. All my gear was stripped off by these."
"Yeah," Huffed Lorkos. "Me too. Weird right? Why is it stripping our armour? Usually, these things just try and slap the rubber around and transform people. This feels weird." The canine stretched his back and refilled his gun clips.
"Maybe..." Vritrax was about to speak when a whole new host of tendrils slithered and snaked and wound around them both, coiling and causing them to cry out. "AH! Look out! That's!" Unable to believe his eyes, before he could speak a plating of organic compound was slapped onto his shoulder, slimy ink trails latching it to his fight companion. "That's... that's our armour?! It's changing it! We have to nnf! We have to move! Hurry! Fight back!"
Both Lorkos and Vritrax unloaded round after round, each time only delaying as more tendrils coiled and forced more twisted and organically malformed armour on the pair.
First of the two artwork vritrax and I commissioned from
Croft in his VAC City series.
Part 2
Artwork and story ©
Croft
Vritrax ©
vritrax
Lorkos ©Me
"Why the HELL did we take on this job?!" Vritrax popped another tendril with his shotgun, the blast causing a loud boom to echo through the sewers. He hopped, doubled back, and plugged another tendril with a series of three blasts from his weapon.
"Because," Lorkos threw a dagger at a tendril that snaked and slid up around his leg, somersaulting in a flip to safety. He pulled two handguns from inside his jacket, unloading on more slithering sewer tendrils, their oily surfaces rippling and exploding from the shots. "-it's a SHIT TON of money we're being paid to find these people!" Lorkos triple flipped backwards, each time sending off more quick shots.
Vritrax ushered his ally down a tunnel, throwing a grenade behind them both. "Go go go!" They both flashed terror-filled eyes as a swarm of approaching tentacles grew close, only to burst in a brilliant flare of the explosion. Ashes and stray fire littered a sewage pipe as the pair took a moment to relax, exhausted and their gear draped in black liquid rubber spatters. "Ok... well..." Vritrax huffed. "Now we can... well, find all our armour for one thing. All my gear was stripped off by these."
"Yeah," Huffed Lorkos. "Me too. Weird right? Why is it stripping our armour? Usually, these things just try and slap the rubber around and transform people. This feels weird." The canine stretched his back and refilled his gun clips.
"Maybe..." Vritrax was about to speak when a whole new host of tendrils slithered and snaked and wound around them both, coiling and causing them to cry out. "AH! Look out! That's!" Unable to believe his eyes, before he could speak a plating of organic compound was slapped onto his shoulder, slimy ink trails latching it to his fight companion. "That's... that's our armour?! It's changing it! We have to nnf! We have to move! Hurry! Fight back!"
Both Lorkos and Vritrax unloaded round after round, each time only delaying as more tendrils coiled and forced more twisted and organically malformed armour on the pair.
First of the two artwork vritrax and I commissioned from
Croft in his VAC City series.Part 2
Artwork and story ©
CroftVritrax ©
vritraxLorkos ©Me
Category Artwork (Digital) / Transformation
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Size 1152 x 864px
File Size 1.3 MB
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