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@anisopterror
Finally finished a simple ref sheet for this gal! I've decided to make her my new fursona/mascot. I don't have much information on her just yet since she's fairly new, but I'm hoping to share more about her soon. :) in the meantime shes basically me; hot-headed, socially awkward and hopelessly simping over a very particular sweaty egg-headed dragon man
gift art i did a while back for @thlay-li ❤️
artfight for @anisopterror
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I absolutely love the way he looks in your style, I know I’ve said it a dozen times now but thank you so much!! <3
Redraw of some dragon/human hybrid characters from a dream in 2018 :D
The blue one's name is Blaze, the girls uhhh don't have names yet but I kinda want 'em to rhyme. Any ideas?
Another attack!
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TRANSCRIPT: RUSSELL: [approaching Glenn with a stern expression] Look Glenn, you can’t keep running from this. Please just take the letter, read it, and figure this out yourself. I understand you’re busy, but surely you can take a little time tonight to at least write a response. GLENN: [backing away, visibly anxious and scanning his brain for some kind of excuse to get out of this] Err…y-yes, of course! It’s just…um…s-something very important has come up! something I ABSOLUTELY CANNOT reschedule…you see, I was going to…uh… [he glances over his shoulder at Axel and Waylon, watching the whole conversation unfold with confusion. Instantly he smiles, running over to stand in-between them with his arms outstretched] Take the kids camping! You know, for being such…good, well-behaved boys. RUSSELL & ASTRID: WHAT?! AXEL & WAYLON: [happily] REALLY? ASTRID: Oh Glenn! How thoughtful of you! RUSSELL: [scowling] Yes, how…convenient. GLENN: [snatching the paper out from Russell’s hands, a smirk on his face] Sorry, Russ. Hate to prolong this situation any further myself, but we all have life and important matters to attend to. I’m sure she’ll understand! In the meantime, I’ll take this off your hands! I’ll keep it niiiice and safe, trust me. [he throws it on the floor] RUSSELL: [off-screen, meanwhile Waylon examines the letter] I…hope you realize what you might be getting us into, Glenn. [Waylon picks up the letter, holding it closer to the screen] You expect me to stand before the council with another half-baked excuse as to why you can’t turn up a progress update, even though it’s been months, and you expect everything to just go smoothly? GLENN: [striking a sassy, arms-crossed pose with a shit-eating grin] Family dilemma. WAYLON: [dropping the letter] This is so exciting! We can identify and study various species of indigenous birds! AXEL: And chase rabbits! [zooms in on Glenn’s face, showing his grin beginning to fade into more of a nervous expression, sweating] WAYLON: And go stargazing! AXEL: And get all muddy! [zooms in even closer on Glenn’s face, his smile completely gone and replaced with a look of absolute dread] WAYLON: And spend time with Father! AXEL: Yeah!! This is gonna be GREAT!
Decided to join Art Fight this year! And for my first attack, a nice, friendly murder for my good worm @mechanicalanakal
the background text is believed, by most historians, to say this:
"HEARD YOU WERE SQUIGGLIN’ WITHOUT ME. ME! YOUR OL’ WORM. SIMPLY CAN’T HAVE THAT IN THIS HERE NECK OF THE WOODS. ‘FRAID I’M GONNA HAVE TO GIVE YOU THE OL’ WHEATUS DELETUS. WHAT IS THE WHEATUS DELETUS, YOU MAY FIND YOURSELF ASKIN’? WELL IT’S A LITTLE WHEAT FAMILY RECIPE I COOKED UP ONE MORNIN WHILE SURFIN THE WEB. CAME ACROSS SOME OF THEM GLITTER GRAPHICS. LOFELY. ANYWAY. THE WHEATUS DELETUS IS MY SIGNATURE SMACKDOWN MOVE IN WHICH I, A SELF-PROCLAIMED WORM ENTHUSIAST, BRING THE WRATH OF THE WIGGLE GODS DOWN UPON YOU, THE HUMBLE WORMEE IN TRAINING. YES, THAT’S RIGHT. I JUST CALLED YOU WORMEE, WITH TWO E’S. THAT JUST HAPPENED. YOU’RE WELCOME. NOW, GET HECKED ON!!!"
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*Some backgrounds were flat colored by @mechanicalanakal to help the process go faster! Thank you!! <3
TRANSCRIPT:
ASTRID: [smiling] Here, come on in and get comfy! We’ll clear away all this ouchie glowy stuff! won’t we, Agnes? [With her back to the door, Astrid faces the flames in the living room, holding up a third child–a small, beige-colored hatchling that resembled her mother and big blue eyes like her father–and uses her ice breath as a fire extinguisher to allow Russell to enter the house the safely. She then proudly holds up her child, her long reptilian tongue drooping happily from her mouth as she smiles widely.] There, all better! [to Russell] Oh, you wouldn’t BELIEVE how long it took to get Glennypoo cozied up to the idea of having another one! It’s a miracle he finally agreed! RUSSELL: [cringing] Ah, that’s…information I didn’t need or ask for. AXEL: [appearing atop his head, removing his hat and placing it on his own. Russell flails his arms upwards, desperately trying to grab it away from him.] Uncle Russ! You know magic too?! Your hair is disappearing! [Russell enters the house, and we get a view of Glenn looking over the banister on the second floor.] RUSSELL: [grumbling] Hell, if I knew magic, you’d be seeing quite the opposite, lad. ASTRID: [leading him deeper into the house] Come to the kitchen! I made some chocolate spaghetti bagels! GLENN: [mustering enough courage to confront Russell, he descends the stairs, a nervous smile on his face] Russell! My ol’ chum! So kind of you to stop by this lovely morning! Unfortunately I’ve come down with—err—abdominal throat foot, and it’s…contagious! yes, HIGHLY CONTAGIOUS!! So you might not want to stick around! Just saying! RUSSELL: [glancing over his shoulder, through the perspective of the stair railing] Glenn! There you are! [he unfurls a scroll from his back pocket, presenting it to Glenn. A strange, illegible text can be seen on its surface, and Glenn smiles nervously, backing away from the letter.] Mrs. Ocasio wanted this expedited to you. She’s expecting a response no later than tonight—your position in the council depends on it. GLENN: My position in the council?! She can’t be serious! I’ve given her plenty of progress updates thus far. I’ve stated numerous times that my work has been delayed due to a family dilemma! Look, maybe you can tell her that I’m almost finished with my next progress report, and I just need a few extra days. That’s all. RUSSELL: [angered] I can’t keep doing this, Glenn! i’m tired of being a messenger for you! I’m tired of keeping this whole mess under wraps for you! The council is GROWING SUSPICIOUS! I can’t keep using the same excuses over and over again! This is YOUR JOB! You need to do your part! [As the two argue, Waylon gazes up at them in curiosity, attempting to piece together what’s being discussed. Axel, on the other hand, is seen off-screen snickering and admiring his new hat.]
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TRANSCRIPT: Downstairs, while the children and their mother play, there’s a knock at the door. Their living room looks refurnished since the last time we’ve seen it; the walls are painted blue with white borders, there’s a small dresser stationed at the front that houses an open can of pink paint, brushes, papers, and other art supplies. A broken, lopsided statue of Glenn stands on the opposite end next to the door; a ruined project of Astrid’s that now served as a coat hanger. Above, the old, broken ceiling lamp has been replaced by a black chandelier, designed to look like small dragons breathing fire in a circle. ASTRID: [opening the door] Oh! Hey Russo! RUSSELL: Err…it’s Russell. Anyway, is Glenn awake yet? I was sent to deliver a letter on behalf of the council. I can’t read it, obviously. It’s written in those strange…mumbo jumbo hieroglyphics they always use— [his eye grows huge as he spots the interior of the house. Astrid continues to stand obliviously at the doorway, while behind her, the entire living room is ablaze.] ASTRID: Oh, I was just playing with the kids! I tend to get a little too ‘in character’ at times. RUSSELL: …'In character’? ASTRID: [turning her bonnet upside down to resemble a pirate’s handkerchief] Oh yes! Today I got to ravage the seven seas as the fierce, bloodthirsty plunderer—Ingar the Unsightly!! [she pauses, turning away to recollect the character’s name in a moment of confusion] Or was it…Ingar the Insufferable… [she turns back to Russell with a smile] I like snowmobiles. RUSSELL: Astrid, please! Let’s stay on track here! Can I speak to Glenn? [Meanwhile, Glenn has his head against the door in the bedroom, listening intently to their conversation. Y'know, despite the fact that there’s a gaping hole in the wall he could just listen through, but naw your girl only remembered that AFTER everything was already drawn so we’re not gonna talk about that ok] ASTRID: Oh, yes yes! He was upstairs in the bedroom last I checked. He’s a busy bee, you know! RUSSELL: I’m aware, but the council seems to be getting a little…impatient with his lack of progress updates. Especially Meredith. I may not know the contents of this letter, but from what I was able to gather from her…dramatic entrance this morning, she’s not…entirely pleased. GLENN: [to himself, putting his hands on his head with fear] Shit. [he quickly darts away from the door, frantically pacing around] SHIT. SHIT. SHIT. Characters/Artwork © Anisopterror
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There’s a large hole in the door from page 13, now boarded over with haphazardly-placed wood planks, and a note taped to the mess that reads: “Dear Astrid, I just finished fixing this door. Please do not break it again. -Glenn.” The very next panel pans to the wall beside the door, where Astrid smashes on through, chunks of drywall cracking and breaking in all different directions in her wake.
ASTRID: [looming over Axel and Waylon evilly] My my, such a pitiful sight! Tell me, how do ye propose to succeed with your weapons all damaged and your crewmates all dealt with? You’re nothing but helpless hatchlings! I’ve battled CLAMS stronger than you!
WAYLON: [he and Axel position themselves, ready to strike] If that’s what you think, you’ve GREATLY underestimated us!
The two children “attack”, climbing on top of her. Axel nips and tugs at one of her ears, and Waylon grabs hold of her curly black mane. With her head still sticking through the broken wall, she smiles and laughs at their roughhousing.
ASTRID: Aahahaha! You’ll never…ahahaha—defeat—AHAHA! [she throws her head back, launching the two boys off of her head and crashing onto the floor of the hallway.]
AXEL: [groaning in pain] Oof…ouch…my a-absolute head… [he then proceeds to die]
WAYLON: [standing over Axel’s body] NO! Axel!! Speak to me!
AXEL: [is dead]
WAYLON: [he stands up, points at Astrid and shouts at the top of his lungs] YOU…YOU KILLED MY BROTHER! MURDERER!
ASTRID: [standing on her hind legs, laughing manically] AND YOU’RE NEXT! FIRE THE CANNONS!
WAYLON: [sudden realization, and even Axel looks terrified in the background] Wait what—
ASTRID: [unleashes a huge gust of fire at the two children, and they scramble into opposite directions to avoid the flames]
Going on hiatus. Take care and stay safe everyone!
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TRANSCRIPT:
GLENN: Oh, I don’t know, maybe the fact that I have WORK to do, and every second you stand here asking me to play with you is a second I lose in figuring out this accursed—
AXEL: YUCK! That wasn’t jumbo shrimp…
GLENN: [slamming his hands onto the desk] AXEL!!!!
AXEL: [poofs away]
GLENN: [gets up from his seat, towering over the boys with a stern look on his face. A silhouette standing in front of the early morning light of the window] What did I tell you two about interrupting my work? MUST we have this discussion again?
AXEL: Alright, alright, yeesh! Just figured you could use some, y'know, fresh air! Especially after being cooped up in this dump all the time.
WAYLON: [bending over to fix up Glenn’s papers into a nice stack] Well, at the very least, let’s make it a bit LESS of a dump! We can help you spruce up a little!
GLENN: You two can help me by leaving. And closing the door behind you.
A VOICE OFF-SCREEN, BUT LET’S FACE IT WE ALL KNOW IT’S ASTRID: MWAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Bold of you to assume anyone would EVER come to your aid!
People say “New year, new me” but every day is a fresh opportunity to start anew.
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Just not today because I was up til 2 am and I can’t be bothered🙃
Jiro again!! Going to attempt a full body and perhaps a background? we'll see where this goes :D
Axel thought it would be funny to turn Waylon love interest flower into a monster he didn't meant for the flower to bite him it's just happened but luckily lotus thorns house isn't too far away so she banded up that nasty bite and now she's got a lovely new pet monster flower or companion as she likes to put it and due to her ability to talk to animals she can understand them monsters Axel transforms so she can speak to the flower is how she the only one that can make transformed creatures so tame because she can understand them like the other animals in her care
Axel belongs to anisopterror
Waylon belongs to anisopterror
Lotus thorns belongs to me
this is super funny and cute!! thank you so much!
vent art. i needed something to help me smile. i'll probably finish it at a later date.
