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The #valiantwarriorsquadron project will be on a continued hiatus. I've made several major breakthroughs how the story will develop and end with spectacle and dignity. I've fixed some things, and still have so much more to fix.

I'm using this quiet to give it the love and work it deserves.
January 14, 2026 at 11:52 PM
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Concept art for RM II's PART 2 design! He's got some fancy new duds but also he's not looking so great! I wonder what relationship he fucked up and drove away forever? #valiantwarriorsquadron #ocsky
A pencil portrait of middle aged man wearing an ascot, jacket and beret. The insignia on his beret has 2 white axes. The man has visible bags under his eyes and is looking extremely distraught.
January 6, 2026 at 9:28 PM
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here's the story that comes with the artwork! alt text to come soon, i have to work around limitations! #ocsky #writersky #valiantwarriorsquadron
The final Neo Nazi soldier slid down the metal framework of the subterranean base. The ethereal red glow of his night vision goggles shone through the half lit tunnels, illuminating the puddles of blood, and the crimson stains which painted the area. Dozens of men and women in the same white camo littered the area, sprawled lifelessly like autumn leaves around a dormant tree. The white ceiling light glinted off the their monochrome bullpup assault rifles and black submachine guns, both clearly western Europe in origin. The stench of gun-smoke and copper choked the air, only the movement of two figures disturbed the eerie silence. One was veronica, who removed her helmet, her enormous, delicate ears unfolded and twitched. She rubbed her face, the white lights glinting off her six yellow eyes. She sat down on a row of several crates, her Machine gun still trained on the corpses. The monstrous, insect like figure next to her shot several rounds of buckshot into the heads of several soldiers with her shotgun. Blood splattered their camo and their swastika-like emblems adorned with the word “SKULL COMMANDO”. “Jesus tap dancing Christ, I’m not used to fighting COMPETENT neo nazi terrorist freaks.” Murmured the muscular, monstrous woman. The fleshy crest on her face wrinkled as she loaded her weapon a bit too fast despite her confident tone. “3 of those maniacs tried playing dead and jumped me.” “The ALA must be getting desperate if they are whipping out the soldiers who actually know how to aim.” Veronica sighed. “If only the white sovereign schism shattered the entirety of WNM6 and its cronies immediately.” Maxilla crept to the corpse of a dead female skull commando nearest to veronica. “I thought you were enjoying fighting this war.” Maxilla said. Using the barrel of her shotgun, she gently lifted up the soldier’s lifeless corpse, discovering her dog tag. “It is a great joy to put these neo nazis in an early grave and each fascist I kills makes the world a safer place…”…
December 31, 2025 at 1:47 AM
towerofdoubt.bsky.social
Designing futuristic armor for faye! It was going to be bulky, but I want to have fun drawing it! I'm gunning for a mix of infantry combat armor and power armor! #valiantwarriorsquadron #monstergirl
A monstrous hyena woman wearing bulky futuristic armor. She lifts up an arm, making her already enormous arm muscles bulge to nearly the size of her head.
December 24, 2025 at 9:16 PM
towerofdoubt.bsky.social
my god, it's the 1st year anniversary of when i finished part 1 of my #valiantwarriorsquadron project.

i know there's so much to fix. so much i could do better, but part I served for me to get out the bad drawings and writing. we're halfway done, people. Only 8 more submissions to go.
towerofdoubt.bsky.social Tower @towerofdoubt.bsky.social · Dec 14
mission 9, and by extension, PART I is finished everyone.

please enjoy.

i'm going to get some sunlight and dinner at olive garden. youtu.be/EwFVMV53V_o
Ren and Stimpy: "The cartoon's finished, Ren."
YouTube video by Joe Mudd
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December 14, 2025 at 11:57 PM
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Scrapping the sequel idea to consolidate world building, character development, and to end the damn series in one fell swoop was the smartest move i made for the #valiantwarriorsquadron project.
December 12, 2025 at 10:32 PM
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Posting this sketch to remind myself I am getting better. It's going to take a lot of work, patience, and love until I get better. #valiantwarriorsquadron
A rough drawing of a gurkhan man in a trench coat and a hat.
December 8, 2025 at 9:22 PM
towerofdoubt.bsky.social
Redrawing AKROPOLIS's new armor! Was channeling some Hercules since she is from Greece after all. #valiantwarriorsquadron #monstergirl
Two sketches of a monster badger-human monster soldier woman wearing a helmet that resembles a cartoon badger.
December 4, 2025 at 12:32 AM
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I wouldn't call the og ending to the valiantwarriorsquadron bad, its more like "i want this to be better."
November 7, 2025 at 12:31 AM
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My #valiantwarriorsquadron project is very much polticial. It's politics happen to have more depth and bite than "trigger the chuds, vote blue."
October 22, 2025 at 2:34 PM
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Here's the middle aged man I promised! Herschel Wagner, special forces coordinator of the Holy Gargoyle Knights. A veteran of HCA's own private special forces. He left retirement to lead the HGK. Often clashes with the CNGS's "Sensitivity advisor" assigned to the team. #valiantwarriorsquadron #ocsky
A middle aged Jewish man wearing formal business attire and an open overcoat. He wears an eyepatch and holds his hand on his umbrella.
October 14, 2025 at 2:24 PM
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redesinging RM I's jet! references were very helpful here! now it looks like something modern instead of something out of world war 2! #valiantwarriorsquadron
a digital drawing of modern fighter jets. in the middle is a colored, awkward drawing of a jet that looks like some kind of aircraft from world war 2.
October 4, 2025 at 11:11 PM
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here's the first part of my main oc's redesigns! here's joseph and laleh! i've been fighting like hell to give my skinny characters actual abdominal cavities and muscle. his 2nd design was lacking, BUT it had things i liked, and i gave them to laleh! #valiantwarriorsquadron #monsterigrl #ocsky
two figures clad in grey camo and dull brown armor stare at the viewer. the figure on the left is a young man in a brown mask and has a bolt action sniper rifle. the 2nd figure is taller, bulkier, and a woman. a brown helmet covers her face, and she has a more relaxed pose.
October 4, 2025 at 9:08 PM
towerofdoubt.bsky.social
#VALIANTWARRIORSQUADRON PART II SPOILERS WITHOUT CONTEXT

LOCAL WAR CRIMINAL GETS SENT TO BRAZIL youtu.be/UEINtCfR-Wc
"Hino da Independência" - Anthem of The Empire of Brazil
YouTube video by Ingen
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October 1, 2025 at 11:31 PM
towerofdoubt.bsky.social
I'm so hype to start writing again! This hiatus has been important as I prepare the final half of my #valiantwarriorsquadron project!
September 22, 2025 at 2:29 PM
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After in revamped her character design, I wanted to revamp her skirt design! It used to be a bunch of ammo pouches, until I remembered those lower bodyguards from armor! These were taken off dead ALA neo nazi soldiers, sterilized, and refitted to her size! #valiantwarriorsquadron #ocsky
A tall, muscular, chubby monster woman resembling a hairless South American river otter stands in a relaxed pose and waves to the viewer. She is wearing tight fitting, futuristic armor and wears a "skirt" comprised of body armor taken from neo nazi terrorists her comrades have killed.
September 18, 2025 at 2:25 PM
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As flawed as part I of my #valiantwarriorsquadron was, I'm happy that I condemned transphobia and gender critical garbage by having the neo nazi villains echo its sentiments.
September 17, 2025 at 12:22 PM
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New armor designs idea for joseph, a couple of Side characters, SPC.Han, joseph and pals new boss, and fritz sitting with a cross. I know that fritz pic has a lot wrong with it, but I'm still proud of it. #valiantwarriorsquadron #ocsky
Ink drawings of two Arab men, a man dressed in futuristic combat armor, a headshot of a middle aged Chinese men, and a skinny, batlike monster man sitting sadly while holding a crucifix necklace
September 16, 2025 at 5:37 PM
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Part 3! click the images to read the story in the alt text! AKROPOLIS is the combat engineer of VWSSOC, she and HECATE have a one sided rivalry, but they're still pals! #monstergirl #ocsky #valiantwarriorsquadron
“Unfortunately, that’s part of our job.” HECATE said coldly, pinching the bridge of her nose. “We are the most reliable and competent people in the CNGS special forces.” She shot a cold look at her cohort. “And I expect a senior officer like YOU to act like it, even when things are rough. It’s frankly embarrassing.” “Don’t be so rude, Charlotte!” AKROPOLIS barked back, smacking her desk with both her hands, causing the numerous painted portraits of herself to rattle. She paused to readjust the largest painting depicting Greek villagers attacking a hazing paratrooper tangled in an olive tree. “I know you act like a frigid witch, but SURELY there has to be some sort of soft side in you!” “I already have two soft sides.” Hecate retorted, slapping one of her chubby hips. “I don’t need another.” The two shared a moment of contentious silence. “Hopefully your silence means I’m dis-invited from your little “tea gathering” tomorrow.” “HA, in your dreams!” AKROPOLIS said, crossing her arms. “You’re still going to our little get-together to have the most delicious mediteranian food cooked yours truly!” she pointed to herself. “And I’ll assure you each of our senior staff will drag you there if we have to!” the monstrous badger woman looked at her clock. “Ah, damn. I gotta host that bridge construction seminar. Talk to you later!” her window cut out. HECATE made absolutely certain AKROPOLIS was offline before she smiled faintly…
September 12, 2025 at 5:16 PM
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Part 2 of the story! story is in the alt text! HECATE and GHOST FANG part of VWSSOC, the senior officer corpse of the VWS! they're super human soldiers who fight on behalf of the most fiscally powerful countries in the world! #monstergirl #ocsky #valiantwarriorsquadron
GHOST FANG let out a warm chuckle, his Helmet crackling as he took out a pair of large bolt cutters with rubber handles, careening it over a series of wires with playful, conducting motions.“THESE BASTARDS WON’T KNOW WHAT HIT ‘EM, OVER.” He replied. “YOU MAY CEASE YOUR BANTER, AND DO WHAT I ASK YOU, OVER.” Sneered the monstrous woman. The lights within the bunker died in an instant. Several flicking, red lights drowned the interior in a crimson glow as other areas were swallowed up by pitch black darkness. “GIVE ‘EM HELL, HECATE.” Said GHOST FANG as he leapt down the control room towards his comrade’s location. The muscular, armored, bat-like man tossed smoke grenades into a crowd of terrorists. His encompassing helmet which also functioned like a mask allowed the super-human soldier to pass through the area with ease, firing off controlled bursts with his assault rifle to tear through the last of the enemy soldiers. HECATE’s helmet illuminated the metal of her black power armor, its painted face glowed with the reddened light. She turned to the soldiers hiding in the barricade as they opened fire on her. The bullets bounced off her armor or lodged themselves in her armored limbs. She released the front grip of her rifle and aimed her arm at the terrorists. The last thing they heard was a soft click and the firing of an object from some kind of tube. Behind the glass doors where the barricade lie, an ALA soldier shook, frantically clutching to a poorly main tined, American assault rifle. An thunderous explosion tore through the hallway behind them. Glass, blood and severed limbs flew down the corridor. The soldier winced, gripping his rifle tighter. Heavy, mechanical steps boomed down the stairwell as a series of red lights danced and clicked around the adjacent walls. He didn’t need to peek around the corner to know he was a dead man.HECATE observed the destroyed glass and bodies of the terrorists, and fired off a single round into the corpse’s heads. Her attention turned to the hallway, as her radar picked up another presence. The terrorist looked fearfully down the hallway where Brigadier General Wilson of the 2nd GUSTAVIST Battalion was holed up and screaming orders at his guard. HECATE tramped around the corner, her near 7 and a half foot frame towered over him. He removed the magazine from his assault rifle and carefully placed it on the ground, refusing to break sight from her for even a second. “Let me just open the fucking door.” He said with a sigh. He pressed himself against the wall, letting HECATE squeeze herself through the hallway. She stepped on his rifle with a loud CRUNCH as she approached the entrance. He heard thumping above the vents, and proceeded to punch in the password in the integrated keypad near the stairwell, allowing HECATE to enter Wilson’s shelter. GHOST FANG threw down several smoke grenades and flash grenades into the room. A cacophony of horrified screams and bullets impacting metal filled the room as she leapt into combat… Wilson was thrown into a dilapidated cell aboard the giant HARRIS aircraft by green and black camo clad Erasure unit black ops soldiers. HECATE observed the spectacle from her office on her slick, hi-tech laptop. Without skipping a beat, she quickly entered several keyboard shortcuts and submitted her report to her special forces coordinator. In another window, one of her cohorts held up her head in her hands. Her large, angular ears twitched in irritation as she pulled at her large, elastic trenchcoat over her muscular, chubby body. Under the laptop window, read the name “AKROPOLIS.” “That was like the fifth ALA high command operative we captured this week!” AKROPOLIS whined with a sigh. “Now we’ve got to assist an a whole damn war in a week! I haven’t gotten proper beauty rest in so long!”
September 12, 2025 at 5:16 PM
towerofdoubt.bsky.social
here's a new upload of a picture i made a while ago! story is in the alt text! Part 1 has my giant shrew monster lady HECATE hunting down American Neo nazi terrorists in a south american country "United Federation of Prospera" #monstergirl #ocsky #valiantwarriorsquadron
an american neo nazi soldier in brown camo, a fascist pinned symbol resembling the american flag, and armor trembles while clutching an american made assault rifle. he looks over his left shoulder as a monstrous looking woman in a black, futuristic suit of armor looks towards his direction. she wields a futuristic assault rifle and has a painted face on the helmet of her armor. the hallway is in is coated in blood. Within the confides of the dilapidated building, the iron-clad, monstrous woman continued to gun down the hoards of american Neo Nazi terrorists. The terrorists she ambushed were caught off guard by the fact that she was much more nimble and mobile than anticipated. The armor allowed her to launch herself through her front office and down the main hallway. Glass shattered into splinters, as did the bones of any fascist foolish enough to stay and fight. Loud, mechanical whirring added to the carnage-laden symphony of the monstrous woman’s raid. Various American soldiers adorned in brown camouflage fled to the upstairs barricade. A loud explosion and flash of light either stunned them or sent them scrambling for cover. The tacky office interiors were the only sort of substantive barricades outside the sandbags. They shuddered from the thunderous banging which echoed within the interior of the bunker. The monstrous woman’s assault rifle rounds tore through the skulls and chests of the terrorists. Black Balaclavas and Brown Dark ballistic vests were now stained red. Oil paintings of various Nazi military officers hung in the bloodied hallway. Their gazes of smug triumph and indifference were witness to the carnage being inflicted on their descendants. Others were now ruined from blood stains, bullet fragments, and smoke damage. The monstrous woman received a transmission from her fellow squadmate. Touching the side of her onyx helmet, she listened intently… “THIS IS GHOST FANG, REQUESTING THE STATUS OF YOUR RAID INTO WILSON’S BUNKER, OVER.” The woman peered down the hallway, her helmet’s internal computer zoomed in and targeted several terrorists as they laid crouched behind torn sandbags. “I AM ABOUT TO BREACH THE FINAL DEFENSES, AND WHAT LITTLE RESISTANCE FROM THE ARYAN LIBERATION ARMY HAS BEEN LAUGHABLE, REQUESTING THE POWER TO BE CUT NOW, OVER.”
September 12, 2025 at 5:16 PM
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World building on main: CNGS-CHINA and CNGS-VIETNAM are Democratic socialist countries #valiantwarriorsquadron
September 12, 2025 at 2:42 PM
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I'm planning several armor and camo design overhauls during my preproduction on part 2 of my #valiantwarriorsquadron project
September 8, 2025 at 2:06 PM
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Made her body too damn small, but ANTIGONE's been remonsterfied! Pushed her facial scars and sharp angles in her skull! I also changed her eyes and Lacrimal caruncle! #ocsky #monstergirl #valiantwarriorsquadron#valiantwarriorsquadron #valiantwarriorsquadron
A monstrous woman resembling a hairless river otter with a large, yonic scar , enourmous jaw, ear flaps, and square skull looks at something. She wears futuristic combat armor.
September 5, 2025 at 8:35 PM
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Remonsterfied Maxilla and Faye! I'm shocked how good I made these! I'm pushing maxilla's muscular frame and faye's tired eyes and large jaw. #valiantwarriorsquadron #ocsky #monstergirl
Various pen sketches of military gear. In the top right corner is a large, muscular monster woman resembling an insect. She says "hello!" And "death to capitalism. " bottom right is a large, chubby, hairless hyena woman wearing an armored vest and shirt that leaves her large belly exposed. She says "you're a fascist and imperialist? That's cringe."
September 3, 2025 at 8:19 PM