hes a swiftstride bard shifter that is borderline feral, banned by the local fantasy bjâs and travels through the sewers. hes my first dnd character that ive played as. just some sketches iâve done during our sessions.
I am really passionate about this ship. Inspired by this post:Â https://jellicleetcetera.tumblr.com/post/612774512329637888/concept-etcetera-turning-into-a-vsco-girl-while
Quick sketch of Oleander (dark) and Weyche (calico). I love the aesthetic of witches and cowboys so hereâs my girls. Iâll probably post a more refined art of them in the future. If you want to know anything about them send an ask!
I thought Cassandra was the most prettiest cat when I watched the 1998 movie the first time, which in retrospect was after I saw the 2019 movie. XD I really love how sleek she is and how she is associated with moonlit eyes.Â
Jelly is the coolest mom bc she plays video games with the boys. XD Iâve head-cannoned her be the lighting technician at gusâs theater, so sheâs really adapt to technology. So when the boys find a gameboy in the junkyard, they go to Jelly first.Â
I think my favorite Jenny costume so far is the one from Blue Bird Theater 2016. She has these really poofy legs and this staff she dances with. The staff kinda reminds me of a drum majorâs baton, which fits her bossy description so well.Â
since the way I draw misto is a combination of different productions, I wanted to try drawing him based on specific ones. sooo this one is based on the original London production that Wayne Sleep originated!
Oof so much for posting on time. Thanks @giselleguadron for making the prompts. Ima be a little behind, but I got lots planned. Below I wrote a little.
As social as Tugger was, he wasnât too keen on joining the Jellicals in their nightly dance. It wasnât that he couldnât dance, it was just he felt too awkward to join in. They were so elegant and precise, and he, he was just too brash and improvised. Besides he liked watching, it gave him time to be by himself. So thatâs how he ended up on top of a junk pile overlooking his tribe.Â
From up here he could see his brother casually dancing with the other protectors to the kittens trying out new flips. If he paid close attention, he could spot the chaos twins trying to sneak up on a white queen. Wait sheâs new. Munk said two cats joined the tribe today. Thereâs one, whereâs the other?
Tugger scanned the junkyard. The new cat wasnât in the main clearing, nor were they on the usual sitting spots surrounding it. Maybe the cat was sleeping in their den. That thought quickly faded when he noticed a silhouette in the distance. There stood a lone figure dancing by themselves. A charming dance they did, one so mysterious that Tugger could not just watch from a distance. He had to meet this cat.
Quietly Tugger slunk away from his perch and quickly made his way towards the figure. Up close, Tugger could tell this new cat was a tom tuxedo cat. He was probably younger than Tugger, but defiantly not a kitten. The tomâs small build made it a little questionable though.
âCome here often?â Tugger teased. The tom opened his eyes. Slowly he let go of his pose to surveyed his disruptor.Â
âMaybe if there were fewer cats like you.â
âOuch. Well you outta luck. During the day this spot gets populated by those rascal kittens. Why ya so far away from the tribe, you would fit in well with the other dancers. Even the other new cat joined in.â
âVictoria likes the attention.âÂ
âHmm, thatâs interesting Mr. vague and aloof. That canât be the reason why youâre here by yourself.â
âItâs loud.â
âAh, why didnât ya just say so! If you want someplace quite, look behind the junk pile with a lot of tin cans. Itâs kinda a ways away, but cats usually donât go in that direction. Iâm the Rum Tum Tugger by the way.â
