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This rabbit is not illegal yet, but it's only a matter of time before the banks and robots come for all the meat-adjacent things.

This drawing is 90% forbidden content. You may be pre-emptively banned from the internet for just looking at it.

Also this technicolor barf that I can see out of the corner of my eye.

My first impression of the new Clip Studio is revulsion. My beautiful rectangles and squares, now eroded into smooth lumps.

Twice in my life I got new glasses where they told me "you have to get used to it" and both times they'd got the prescription horrendously wrong.

PS: it works like this

Wolf and elf, a natural combination.

Bone.

Spear grable.

A night elf, which is an elf I drew at night.

in ur corner, watching ur panels

Sci-fi was a mistake #86

Anyway, Withering Rooms, very good game, you should play it. Little bit of jank to get used to, but it is a small price to pay.

How could I forget the epitome of witching, the jar jester.

Welp, I restarted Withering Rooms and was reminded of the many flavors of witchcraft it contains.

Might as well also repost the many fashions of haunted hellscape hero Nightingale.

Withering Rooms is getting a sequel!@#
Here's old scribbles from when I played last. Never did finish my NG+ run, I am ver' tempted to restart.

One of my favorite games of recent years, it's weird and spooky with a fascinating occult setting where every facet has seriously Disturbing Implications®.

It's the day of love, love of all sizes and shapes and definitely zero homicidal intent.

HA HA HA

This comic is a series of self-portraits.

One Million Years Ago I tried to remember how to animate and fumbled my way through this spear Kerillian doing normal spear things. I could not figure out how to animate the Scottish accent though.

Also shoutout to the blusker video thing that wants mp4 but no, not that mp4, the other mp4.

That is an excellent question which only a wizard could answer, but alas the ways of magick are unpredictable.

Doing some old file spelunking, found these in the depths.
There is no trace of their context, only the purity of the message.

It's him, the goober.

In this age of interweb decay, it's amusing to me that I still periodically find the osteoptimistic warrior and skeleptical friend doing the rounds.
The uncertain power of bones must resonate with people.

Well to be fair I am always annoyed about robots because instead of making cool walking robuts we have instead digitized the very concept of idiocy.

Ah, Patreon very helpfully sends emails on "how to promote as an 18+ creator!" after their cretinous robot decides to recategorize your page as adult content based on ViBeS.

Yes I am still annoyed about the robot.
Picture only vaguely related.