CROTALUS
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“OH, STELLAR!”
Read more: “OH, STELLAR!”[08.15.2023] First it started with Cro listening to the occasional electroswing, then it fully devolved into Cro out-dancing absolutely everyone with his modern swing style because, well, why wouldn’t he?I’ve made a few substantial character developments for him recently, one of them does include arson, and he has fully blossomed into the most entertainingly monstrous…

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ABOUT TIME
Read more: ABOUT TIME[08.13.2023] I’ve seen this tweet floating around and finally decided to put to canvas what I’ve been impulsively thinking each time I’ve seen it. It’s very fitting. Now that I’ve gotten this out of my system, there is something very, very, catastrophically important I need to draw. Until that catastrophe unfolds,Koel out.

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WIP II
Read more: WIP II[08.06.2023] Unfortunately these sketches will never be finished, as I’ve moved onto other sketches of these two already. But I figured it would be nice to share this regardless–I don’t draw Buteo nearly as much as I should. And as the notably most sane one out here, he deserves a bit more recognition. And as…

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AT THE DAGGER’S EDGE
Read more: AT THE DAGGER’S EDGE[06.04.2023] Originally that scythe was a symbolic item for rituals when Ursur was leader of Kraud, an Etherwalk cult. But he took it with him when he fled and he repurposed it into a dance prop. Now he likes to swing it around to the droning beat of music. This may well be sacrilege, and…

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SUNBURNS
Read more: SUNBURNS[05.25.2023] It’s become quite warm out so this seems an appropriate way to celebrate. And unfortunately the chances that they see the beach are quite slim, but at least the Parasyn compound has a nice bioluminescent pool with robotic fish swimming around. Off into that warm melty sunset,Koel out.

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whatever gets it out
Read more: whatever gets it outHe shouldn’t have been in the hallway, but he had nowhere else to go. And Crotalus maybe should not have been there, but he could go anywhere he wanted, anyway, if he owned the place. Ursur stared at the ground, and he stopped a few feet away from him. Ursur continued to stare at the…

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bad stitches
Read more: bad stitchesCrotalus dropped his hand and Ursur flinched. But he took his palm back, just shrugged and walked away, feather still between the cross-promise fingers of his other hand. “I’ll stitch it back in, later, if you’d like. That one’s up to you.” He smiled, soft, the bad sort of way. And he left him there,…


