Working on a simpler style for quick drawings and short comics. Its nothing super unique or anything but what do you guys think? (Jack’s just become my go to when I can’t think of what to draw now haha!)
Earth knives were pretty weak. Sharpened chunks of primitive alloys. But in the more advanced systems, where nanotechnology and synthetic carbon materials were the norm, you could find tools that could cut through anything. Even Tamaranean hide.
The blade Rocket carried now seemed to do the trick with more than a little ease, and the creature flashed his fangs in a dangerous grin.
“Uh oooohhh… Somebody went an’ let her guard down, now didn’t she?”
since h̴e showed
up, time was being lost. I hadn’t really noticed it at first,
things just seemed blurry sometimes. Posts would appear that I only
half remembered. Curious, but I always had trouble keeping track of
was, until the ot͞heŗ showed up in February. Ever
since then chunks of time kept disappearing. First it was seconds,
then minutes, hours, days. Each one accompanied by posts, art,
writing. None of which I had any recollection of making and yet each
was unmistakably my own creation.
revolved around the same two beings.
pushing me to create, pushing me to delve deeper. Pushing
back into the d͘ark̡
until I’ve done what is required of me. Am
I sick? Am I imagining all of this?
don’t want to go back there. I don’t want to do this anymore. It
was a m̷įstake͘!́
I m̵ade҉ a̕ mi͝s̵tąk̨e͏! It was supposed to just be fu͡n!
No one was supposed to get h́ur̨t̀! I NEVER WA̛NT͟ED́ THIS̡! I
NEVER WANTED YO͟U̴ TO BE R҉EAL!͘
is alright. Just keep creating. Keep smiling.