The Voider

This is going to sound harsh, but someone has to say it: Devils are jerks. Sure, they seem nice when they show up and offer you some kind of great deal. Riches, fame, power to stomp down your enemies? That stuff is all really great, and all it costs is your soul? Well gee, you say, who needs a soul anyway? It probably isn’t even real! This smiling devil seems to know the score, he’s got a nice suit, and all he wants is your name, signed in blood, on this contract? Easy as pie!

And that’s how they get ya. The soul-buying devils are the con artists of the supernatural set, but one man is through with their nonsense. Motivated by nothing more than his belief that deceitful devils are being unfair to their victims, the man known as the Voider, apparently some kind of street-fighting mystic, has made it his life’s work to void as many supernatural contracts as possible. If possible he will help victims get out of their suffering by making use of obscure escape clauses and loopholes, but if that comes to a point where his only option is to hang out at crossroads at midnight and beating the holy heck out of anyone who shows up, well that’s just how it is going to be.

Sea Chieftan

The Aqua-Vikings are a mer-people tribe that values strongness and toughness above all else. As it turns out, this means that many of the most prominent members of their clans are the ones who maintain more fish-style attributes. As you rise in the hierarchy, you find more scaled faces and webbed fingers. But when you reach the top, you find a merman who has barely any man in him at all: The Sea Chieftan. almost like a whale in size, but a shrimp in intellect, the boss of the Aqua-Vikings maintains control of the Secret Faction whose territory covers most of the Earth with his sheer strength. But beyond maintaining that control, the Chieftan has no real goals. He’s content to just tread water while the other Factions decide the fate of the world at large.

I’m gonna level with you: I spelled “chieftain” wrong at the inking point of the drawing and didn’t catch it because I hardly ever use the word. I could have fixed it when I noticed it, but instead I decided it was a character thing. I can do that. Nobody ever said I couldn’t.

I’m sick, so I’m using my alien wizard buffer characters again…

Zerbdoffer

When Zerbdoffer became a Wallfixer, he decided that the best way to help maintain the stability of the multiverse would be to work as a translator when first contact was made between species from different dimensions. So now, Zerbdoffer tries to show up in such circumstances, to keep things running smoothly and peacefully. This has made a lot of enemies among the various organizations trying to conquer as many universes as possible. (His species)

Vantour the Living

Vantour is from a species that has defeated life. Vantour’s people have devised a process of transferring their consciousnesses into computers. Vantour is the sole member of the species who has not undergone this process. As the rest of the species was moving into their future, Vantour was discovered by the Wallfixers. Since the upgrade process would risk losing mystical powers, Vantour decided to remain as is, a living anachronism devoted to protecting a world that is now more online than off.

As much as possible, I’ve been trying to make the Wallfixers aliens who don’t look at all human. Vantour here seems to be an exception. Still, a tail, pointed ears, strange skin. Could be worse. At least the rest of the species is apparently even less human now.

Unfortunately, it is time that I update my records on vomiting. I’ve been pretty sick these last few days and, sadly, I vomited yesterday, February 6, 2015. At just over two years since my previous experience, this was not the longest streak I’ve had by any means. There was a lot more volume this time around too. Most of my last two days have been spent asleep or in the bathroom. Basically, being sick sucks.