An Art Update of Sorts
I don't normally do announcements, but I thought I would let everyone know what's going on in my little art world.
I'm working on something tiny (emphasis on tiny) to put up for sale on my Ko-fi page, and on a few original comic projects also to go up for sale. When the comics will come out is up in the air, because...you know...life happens...but I really want to get them up and share them with you all sometime in 2024.
The big thing right now is that I'm currently wrapped up in a large Calligraphy/Watercolor project that may take me a while to get finished. I have never done a large Fraktur before, and this one is cover 200 years worth of names in a family-tree style layout. It's gonna be BIG and DETAILED, which is exciting, but also makes my hand hurt to think too much about. Fraktur is also an old style, so I really want to take my time with it and do it justice.
Fanart is slow coming as a result of all my projects (every time I look at my lack of Transformers I cringe a little), but I just don't have the time to work on everything at once. I'm going to keep drawing fanart, don't get me wrong, but I just wanted to tell you all that my slow slow updating probably won't get any better for the next few weeks.
Thank you all so much for your patience with me, my ask box is still very much open and I will always try and get back to you in a timely fashion.
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WIP Wednesday #27
Some more DoA Quarry Chaos~
BANG!
“What!?” Sigma hadn’t done anything! He hadn’t pressed any buttons! Why the hell were there suddenly gunshots!?
Startled, he whipped his head back toward the screen to see Ryan and Laura gazing at the body of a dead werewolf. “What happened!?”
“Oh, while you weren’t paying attention, Laura shot that werewolf in the cage!” Nikolai explained with an amused snicker. He popped a handful of stale popcorn into his mouth and then reached over to wipe the buttery residue onto Sigma’s pants. “You could’ve stopped her, but you were too busy making lovey-dovey eyes at Fedya.”
Sigma grabbed his wrist to stop him, but Nikolai's easygoing tease left him too flustered to stop him. Sigma's pants became the unwitting victim of Nikola's greasy fingers. Sigma could only huff, frustrated but not at all surprised by this turn of events.
“Kolya! You—I wasn’t—Fyodor distracted me, and now look! We've been caught!”
“It could happen to anyone,” Fyodor insisted with a nonchalant shrug. He seemed to care very little for what was happening on the screen, only offering any real effort when it was time to sway the game toward the ending he wanted.
Sigma wondered what conclusion Fyodor wanted for them. Given how many characters were already dead, he doubted he would like it very much.
“Who was even in the cage!” Sigma glanced over at Fyodor, trying and failing to scrutinize his apathetic expression. Of course, he knew that Fyodor had tricked him, but a tiny, foolish part of him still hoped that their ending would be worth it. He tried to keep the hope out of his voice as he asked, “Was it maybe the guy we’re trying to kill?”
Fyodor shrugged again. With a small shiver, he pulled his hand back under the blanket. “Were you not paying attention earlier? That was probably Nick.”
“One of our characters!? I just got somebody else killed!?" Or maybe he shouldn't trust Fyodor. What was Sigma even thinking? "Then why did you distract me!?”
“Given your recent proclivity for shooting things, I assumed that you would have let Laura pull the trigger. My mistake.” Fyodor gifted him another gentle smile, a demon wearing the face of a charming angel, but Sigma didn't fall for it this time.
"That's not funny!"
As if to spite him, Nikolai's giggles turned into full-body laughter. Fyodor's eyes sparkled at the sound, his every trace of sweetness dissolved by his own sharp amusement. And when Fyodor began to shake with near-silent laughter, Sigma simply sighed and let himself slump against the couch once again.
He was never playing a video game with the two of them again.
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