i'm crashing out
And don't any of you blame me for acting like a "prep." I was literally traumatized and almost killed by a pack of emos one time
some studiessssss... trying to find a possible workflow
day 9: i need to stop doing comps with markers
she‘s dancing with a neutron star
I never posted this doodle help (it’s very old)
shaded sketch frame redraw of when mango was all like "oooouhhh minecraft killed my son so i'm killing minecraft" or whatever. i don't even rewatch that episode often. didn't even cry
da stanley parable
Saw this and instantly thought of Norm
Alternative Dark design because I can. Anyway I'd like to imagine that whenever Chosen got injured, Dark would asses the injury like he knew what he was doing. Purely as a means of flaunting his "medical knowledge" to seem smart.
Meanwhile Chosen actually knows how to treat wounds to some capacity.
Meme day yet again
I love that with every object show created, it further implies that these little things love competing in shit so much so that it really seems like it's biological at this point. you biologically want to compete in this show so bad. you biologically need to win a million dollars or an island or any prize. or just participating is fine.
how your email finds me
Macabre Dossier: Insects illustration by Matheus Ferreira de Jesus
Get smooched loser
I had a long talk the other night (I was putting off sending an important email. I'm very responsible) and revealed a bit about Crown + Milt's characters. It's a lil long, but figured I should put a slightly touched up version of it here for everyone to see:
Crown was born disabled and was rejected VERY harshly when he tried to join the army, even after building his own set of mechanical legs. He was used to those in power mistreating him. As such, he never felt like he really belonged in power deep down because it was an environment he was unfamiliar with, surrounded by people who reminded him of those he'd always despised.
That's how he felt around 'real' politicians. He felt like he was in a joke + was waiting for the punchline. He felt he HAD to fight to keep what he had because those in power didn't WANT him there. He didn't belong. Here, there or anywhere. A freak only around by happenstance. He didn't just disagree with the motives/actions of others in power, he despised them for what they were. People who would never understand where he came from, what he had to overcome to get there and because of all that: what was at stake if his plans failed - that a world would never exist where he could've lived a full and happy life if he'd never had the opportunity to leave his garage.
He looked at the public as well-meaning, but somewhat dim. People who only knew enough to know what affected them personally. But he didn't hold it against them. They were products of their environment, of the systems that he was trying to undo. What he wanted was a mass revolution. A highly educated, dedicated and at times aggressive population that would recognize when their rights were being trampled and do something about it. He saw himself as a wolf on the side of sheep, and he wanted to make the public more like himself, so the fight for justice would never die. Every man a protagonist!
Milt's upbringing wasn't like Crown's. He didn't suffer from disability and his true sexual orientation wasn't known, so he faced little adversity for it, outside of the odd accusatory remark, which he was able to tolerate (as taking it personally would've given him away and put him in danger.) His family were well off, unlike Crown's.
He never understood Crown's mentality, as a result. He knew they had to fight to enact change, that the powerful fight to keep things the same because they benefit from it. But, the idea of seeing those around him as different (be it other people in power or the population themselves) - Milt couldn't fully grasp that part of Crown and at times, struggled to come to terms with the fact that the partner of his revolution, that aimed to create class awareness and solidarity - saw people as different to himself.
Marla understood Crown's perspective though. Despite perhaps sharing more ethical values with Milt, growing up poor + with a disability of her own (Mingus' cane was originally hers, after all), she saw eye to eye with Crown more in this regard. She viewed those who held onto power + failed to wield it for the good of others with a deep, searing contempt, which she was felt just as intensely as he did.
Of course, Milt never had Crown's insecurity. Just different inner demons of his own from the war, which haunted him in a very different way.
Crown believed that because he was able to change his own destiny, he HAD to change the destiny of others. He couldn't waste the opportunity he had. That the stars themselves had aligned in a one of a kind freakish accident, that their journey was one way and that nobody would ever get the chance to recreate their strategy, because those in power would know what to watch for next time it was tried. Crown couldn't have it be for nothing. he couldn't let everyone down.
While Milt looked at his past with survivor's guilt. The things he had to do to survive during the war. The faces of men he'd killed haunted him in his sleep. And he never forgot that he was alive because others were not. If he made mistakes, made the world a worse place… then the deaths of those he fought alongside who didn't come back were for nothing. He'd know for sure that the voice in his head was telling the truth - that he should've taken each and every bullet that felled his comrades. If he'd been braver, done more, generations of good families would've stemmed from the men he fought with who never made it home.
Crown and Milt had so much in common and their connection was quite deep - but as much as they knew about each other, neither could fully understand this one difference in the other and it wound up being the thing that ultimately killed their relationship.
my boy royal au purple
Seatbelts work. Airbags work. No one died.
No one died. I promise. People survive car crash every day.
This is inspired by a game called small saga. It is an anti-fascist, anti-establishment rat RPG-lite. I didn't finish it yet, no spoiler please.
I will try to be vague.
When a mouse plans to kill a lot of humans, the main characters only try to stop it because of how many rats, mice and rodents living in the sewage would be caught in collateral. They would have let the massacre happen if not for the lives of lowly vermin like them, and it makes perfect sense. To rats, humans are terrifying, cruel gods that slaughter them without hesitation. They are disgusted by the antagonist's plan because it isn't worth sacrificing thousands of rodents lives for this noble cause of killing evil humans.
So, what if TCO developed this similar mindset. They value the life of a random, badly drawn stick figure more than yours and mine. And isn't that a terrifying character trait, even if it makes a perfect sense from their point of view?
I am taking their "hurt people hurt people" and cyberterrorist phase to the next level.
Also, I am committed to portraying The Dark Lord as the best/worst therapy dog, who whole hearty trying her best. They love each other, but they also make each other worse... If I made it, it is not a ship. You can tag anything you like, just telling you.
Using 2 memes and then shifting the tones in the last penal is also an experiment. Memes in question.
(pst I might also make mini Vic and Mitsi so they can sit together on the brown platform)
What the actual FUCK was that episode.
If ur still doing requests, perhaps some Peter/Roger/Caroline poly stuff?
there comes a time in every dialtown mechanics plant employee (who isn't in the know)'s life. when they sit to themselves and wonder. is my manager cheating on his wife with Roger
(caroline design is @tigsbitties' as usual :])
Norm/Jerry/Randy ???
I think they’re wonderful together, but there is ZERO content for them. STOP SILENCING ME!!!!
who guesses what scene this is based off of is getting three hundred million stickdollars