Finished up a bigger project for my Aspect of Reality concept a whike back.
I will draw him more often, I really do love him.
This was a lot of conceptual work. Getting a little something from both Shadow Milk and Pure Vanilla into the same space without any of them overwhelming the other.
There's A LOT of tiny little things in there.. have fun.
(The room without Shadow Milk and Pv is at the end of the slides~)
Apparently the dude who runs the crematorium is just fundamentally confused about how advertising works.
He actually thought that the way you made an ad was you found a picture that got people’s attention … and then also included information about your company.
He was genuinely surprised and baffled when people thought there was any relationship between the (independently nonsensical) captioned image and his cremation business.
There were two more ads in the series that are equally, just… so much…
“I was just trying to get people to stop for a second and see the picture, and then my company’s name. That was it,” Oliver King tells the Riverfront Times. “The two are not supposed to be related, except that’s my daughter and my company.”
For some inexplicable reason, not everyone understood that distinction. “I got people calling and complaining, like, ‘Are you going to kill her? Is she going to kill someone?’ ” says King. “I couldn’t believe that went somewhere in their minds that they thought that was what I was trying to say.”
(source)
on the one hand, i guess ads for cremation services must be a tricky thing to keep on theme without being too depressing/morbid/etc, so I can see how “just grab their attention with anything, doesn’t have to be related” would be an appealing advertising strategy.
on the other, i am fascinated by how someone who runs a crematorium “couldn’t believe” that people would associate their business with, uh, death.
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tbh a lot of my advice boils down to “hey you know that terrible horrible looming thing you’re doing your best to avoid and distract and escape as much as possible but no matter what you do it just keeps looming and looming and ruining your life”
Só uhh... I saw the Four panel thing with the Apple description thing... I have a question... In the Second panel, was fount FUCKING BEHEADED??? (Or they tried to behead him?)
Like, i know the theory that fok got flour's treatment (who is Very close of being Canon btw) but you reminded me of the headcanon i had about smilk's old kingdom being based on medieval france
That's all i wanted to ask, thank you 🙂
Great art, tho, good job!
Yep! It's a fun headcanon I really enjoy HEH HEH. The Fount found it less appealing.
A whole brainworm down below:
I love the idea of Fount being pushed to his limits by the cookies but still remaining faithful to the witches. Even until the fated day his cookies invade his spire and demand justice for his lies.
The cookies attack him, first just verbally. Accusing him of taking sides and not taking sides, accusing him of rumors and violence and injustice. The Fount takes it, he tries to calm down the masses but he misspeaks and gets the cookies even angrier at him.
The cookies come at him physically. With pitchforks and punches and kicks and fire. The Fount takes it. He believes that the witches wouldn't let one of their Virtues be trampled by their own cookies. So he takes it and he believes that surely this, this will get the witches to react and this will finally prove himself in the eyes of his cookies.
He takes the abuse, he sobs and bleeds and he nearly passes out many times. But he never lifts a finger. Surely he cannot hurt his cookies, even in self defence. He believes in the witches. They will help him.
He believes until the blade connects with his neck.
His remains are tossed into the Yogurt River and the Fount dies.
His body stitches himself back together because a Virtue cannot die.