pronounced AY-LIX. gay and ace. pronouns he/him. never stopped being emo, just started liking idolish7 a lot. blog info in pinned post. i’m sure you’ll notice if the containment chamber fails.
has flambouyant manners of dress, affinity for gambling (especially wheel related games), an affinity for revolvers, a wonderful hat, abnormal eyes, abnormal luck, a tendency to throw himself into dangerous situations, and a super smart and rich boyfriend with fluffy hair…
dude so manyyyy doodles i've just had in the ether... releasing them... they can go free!!
ok fish shit first!! freminet catching fish, yeah makes sense. I think he likes to bring things back and poses with them in such terrible ways. Like he'll find something genuinely cool on their diving trips and then bring it back and present it like a dead hamster... thus the straight man fish photo.
Also deep diver fremmie + every other ocean creature other characters?? perhaps another day...
The lyney was for a darling of mine!! that's her blorbo! he's honestly so silly, I redesigned his cape after drawing this one cuz i was so mad at how the half cape looks. I'll finish those one day maybe who knows..
The animation is just whatever tho, idk i missed animating and wanted to make them wiggle around. Flipanim my beloved. Yeah but the only good part is the lil flick from lyney. another drop of experience in the bucket at least.
my comrade in arms, this is what fanfic autors are for /lh
I know it’s unlikely because lightcone stories are never expanded on, but I hope and pray that we’ll one day learn what the actual fuck led up to the events on the Final Victor lightcone happening
Dr. Ratio: I've read 20 textbooks on romance and human relationships. I followed all the instructions. Why does he still think I hate him?
Dr. Ratio: I likened him to a beautiful bird ("The Attini Peacock boasts one of the universe's more jarring songs, and your choice of attire is somewhat peacock-esque").
Dr. Ratio: I complimented his abilities ("He's not awful to work with").
Dr. Ratio: I playfully implied that he'd look better without his clothes ("I keep telling him the flashy outfits are just making his job harder").
Dr. Ratio: I indulge in his whims ("You could easily squash me with just a pinch"—"If that is your wish, I will do so without a moment's hesitation").
His rubber ducky he was talking to all this time: … (can you please be normal for like 5 minutes and just go and talk to him?)