AAAAAAAAAH I LOVE THIS THIS DRAWING IS SO GOOD

I had to do a prompt for my art class. Pick a song and create a response to it (ex: drawing).

Though I'm not that big of a fan of Olivia Rodrigo, I do like her song "Jealousy Jealousy".

Norman came home today! He's made a fine recovery!

Harriet always loved taking pictures, special occasions or not.

SO YOU GUYS CHOSE "Sammy committing arson and Jack watching in horror" SO. LET ME JUST FINISH UP THE DRAWING!!

VOTE PEOPLE AND PLEASE REBLOG THIS.

Still taking BATIM or BATDR drawing requests or asks.

FACTS YOU PROBABLY DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT HUDSON:

Hudson was originally suppose to be trans! However, this choice would impact Hudson's personality and put a different kind of strain on him, which isn't what I wanted for him :(

Hudson's name (while brainstorming) was originally supposed to be Austin!

Hudson's ghost form was inspired by Japanese folklore, most specifically the slit-mouth woman!

Hudson was originally suppose to quit the studio and actually go to WW2! (this was changed because why not and he should suffer in a different way)

Hudson's bisexual! He'll never really say it out loud that much, and won't always clarify, but it's cannon now! I mean, originally, he suppose to be gay, but meh.

Meet some of my BATIM ocs!

Paul Becker: he works as an engineer and Technic for GENT. He is 34, 5'9, Canadian/Japanese. He is not out of the closet yet and protects himself by making sarcastic jokes and mean remarks. He was born in Toronto before he packed his bags and headed for New York. He was killed when a flood happened in the lower levels of the studio.

2. Darcy Mayflower: she works as one of the secretaries for Mister Drew. She is 24, 5'4, and American. She is bisexual and transgender (M to F). She's chatty, good spirited, but can be dishonest and prone to gossip. She was born in Texas. She died due to ink poison.

3. Trevor Covens: he works as another engineer for GENT. He is 21, 5'8, American/Australian. He is straight and maybe trans? (Idk yet). He's argumentative, stubborn and quick to fight. He was born in Las Vegas. He died due to a gunshot wound in the chest. He was also the one that Hudson had punched in the nose.

4. "Val" Valentine O'Neil: She works in the Writing Department. She is 19 1/2, 5'7, Irish/Spanish. She is fluent in English, Spanish, and German. Val used to have an Irish accent, but she got tired of the confused looks and just got rid of it (trading it for an American accent). She's a lesbian and goes by she/they. She is quiet, spooky and quick-witted. She was born in Cork, Ireland and came to America to visit her friends. She escaped the studio, but had gotten into a car accident a few months after.

how would Hudson feel if someone other than Bill and Louise simped for him..? :3

He would feel flattered deep down, but also very confused.

Hudson, ever since being a cadet, already thinks he's an ass hole. Even before the ink! (His confidence from when he was ten got stripped bare)

Despite his insults and spats, he's lonely, but doesn't believe he's worthy... so doesn't reach out

I'm curious if you have a person in mind anon 🤔

how long have you been into EPIC :3?

Hmmm, I'd say two years now! :3

I got into it when I heard the song "Just A Man"!

And then I decided to read more on Greek mythlogy!

Catherine gave him a hesitant look, biting her lip a little. She shook her head, as if dismissing what she was going to originally say.

"I haven't met them all, but I'm sure they'll see your values," she answered bluntly.

The thickets around them were lush with all sorts of blooming colours while sunlight happened to seep through the variety of pine trees. Catherine could be seen glancing around, surveying the trail in hopes of seeing even a glimpse of her son.

She glanced down at Ray, "I have hopes you'll fit in well enough. Besides, it's only for this summer."

"You may call me Cathy, by the way."

Catherine snapped her head up when she heard some sort of rattling noise. She exhaled sharply through her nose, a hand on her forehead.

"He better not be trying to climb that fence again..."

Catherine watched her boy go bound off towards the forest, already passing a gathering of boys, the group exchanging excited words about the upcoming hike.

She greeted a fellow Mother, her smile just twitching when the madame pronounced her name wrong.

She had given up on correcting people long ago, already feeling fatigue from having to watch all those people tumble and slip up with it.

She then noticed a burly man dragging a little boy down to the camp grounds. She didn't recall meeting the man before nor the little boy before, so she was already brushing off her dress and walking towards them with a smile.

"Bonjour monsieur! It's quite lovely to see new faces around here. Is your boy joining this group as well? It's such a wonderful thing to see kids interested in participating in this!"

The man looked up as he was approached, offering a small smile as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Well hello there, ma’am. Yeah, my son’s gonna give it a go. I’m on a little, uh, work trip, so I figured I wouldn’t bore him with my business.” He ruffled his son’s hair as he said that last bit. His accent sharply contrasted hers, one that could be identified as Southern from the U.S.

He turned to his son and moved his hand to his shoulder as he added, “Ray, why don’t you go on and run ahead. Make sure you talk to the other boys, y’hear? No point avoidin’ it if you wanna have fun.”

The kid—Ray—nodded and gave him a hug before walking off to join the other boys. His father watched him go for a moment before turning back to Catherine.

“Ah, sorry ‘bout that, ma’am. ‘Got all wrapped up… ‘name’s Daniel,” he said, offering her a hand. “My son’s name is Raymond. We’re from Virginia, just stayin’ for the summer.”

YOUR ART IS SO AWESOME!!

AHHHHH GUYS ITS THEM THE FRIENDS YESSSSS

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU

Creepy ocs together! XD

I adore your oc!! She looks so cool! Her design? AWESOME! The horror? SWELL! If my batim oc (above) could give her a hug! (He's a ghost so no need to worry about puncture wounds!)

He is the elevator/electricity ghost and he will gladly tend to your oc's elevator and lighting needs!

LOVE YOUR ART ARGHHHH!!! <3

I think she made a friend!

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Ok this may seem a bit weird but uhh...

I wanna draw Hudson and uhh, not to seem rude but your art style is kinda hard to translate...

Plus I don't know his lore that well...

Could you give me maybe a like, full body picture of Hudson..? I guess..?

(and maybe how to get his lore/some of his lore..?)

I don't know how to ask for this... T-T

Yeahh, I've been told that a lot :P

It's not weird that you want to draw him! It's nice to see someone interested in him as I put a lot of work into working on his character.

Lore (but shortened as much as possible):

Simple introduction:

Hudson Hendriks is a young man who was about 17/18 years old when hired. He's 5'5 (when hired) and was first just a wistful nostalgic writer who was insecure of what made him "him". (Ex: accent, height, etc)

Hudson worked in the Writing department (hired somewhere in the late 30's) from Toronto (Canada). He was offered the job by a friend and decided to take up that offer so he wouldn't waste his talents and enlist in the Air Force (like most of his family.)

Hudson was one of the many victims of ink poisoning, which was his downfall.

He started hearing things, skipping meals/proper rest and developed an unhealthy short fuse with himself and his fellow writers. This short fuse even grow to be a full on fight with a Gent Employee later on. It went terribly and Hudson was almost fired due to him breaking the employee's nose. He was spared, but did get a permanent record.

He was mocked by his fellow peers due to his newly founded paranoid behaviour and this led Hudson seeking refuge anywhere BUT the writing department (avoiding bullying and concern)

He kept further isolating himself and grew an unhealthy habit of seeing his work as "not good enough" or "could be better".

Finally, he had made plans to head back home and enlist in RCAF (Royal Canadian Air Force). He was once an Air Cadet, a boy scout and with his ties in the family..this decision wasn't all that surprising.

He decided to fight in WW2.

In his last month of working for/in the studio, he had begun to uncover what had been happening in the couple of YEARs of working there. To the ink machine, experiments, financial issues, the IRS, etc.

In his third week, he was unfortunately caught by Joey.

Joey would then try and see how much Hudson actually knew, while Hudson would just play dumb or be uncooperative.

He was then tortured by a blade Joey had and would die to multiple injuries and horrific blood loss.

Instead of placing Hudson in the machine, Joey had decided to hide his body near the elevator shaft and block it off to the public (even Gent). Due to these complications, Hudson was never a lost one or toon.

Instead, he became a violent and bitter spirit, mostly haunting the elevators and was later blamed for causing them to suddenly drop.

Even when people were in there.

(This was not short, my apologies. Some of this info has been changed, so apologies to my moots who might be like: Wait what..)