To celebrate, and say thanks for hitting the 1011 followers, I hereby declare it COUNTDOWN ALPHA SPEEDPAINT WEEK!!!
If any follower has an alpha kid request of any sort, send it in! Ill try to do one speedpaint/draw a day until 11/11. Please don’t be shy, as if I get no requests, I will be forced to draw dirk repeatedly in increasingly brighter shades of orange and NO ONE WANTS THAT.
finally stopped being lazy and replaced my tablet pen and it's so nice to feel like i can actually draw again, even if it's just for some silly sketchy things. i'm very Not Good at working with lines, so i really rely on pressure sensitivity to be able to just blob stuff in and paint over it
In this normal reality where the game is not unfolding she was in the city partying with her girls and after they left she realized this was the only address she knows nearby. Mom drunkenly stumbles up the many flights of stairs to the strider's apartment. It's the middle of the night but she knows all the guys do is stay up on their computers (she knows this because she sees them online when she too is up all night on her phone) so they will be awake.
Bro answers the door and Mom immediately starts blabbering about what a hectic night she's had and she needs a place to crash, k? No way. No sirree. Drunk woman -> staying in my one bedroom apartment? Not happening. But bro isn't a very talkative fella so he's just thinking that as she forces her way into the livingroom/kitchen of this garbage apartment. She's talking about something and her purse slips off her shoulder at some point so Bro aimlessly picks it up as he trails behind. Whatever she's saying doesn't make a ton of sense but Bro mightve just been missing it since he's formulating a plan to remove the enemy from his base.
She leans on him for support, considering laying down on the couch, voicing the desire to rest, only for Bro to usher her down the hall after some hesitation. The couch is his bed, if you remember right from my previous posts, and he's cultivating a pile of dishes nearby. Not like mom has noticed but she'd definitely remark so Bro decides to avoid that crisis all together and shepherds her to Dave's room, where he finally breaks his silence and directs dave to kick rocks.
What the fuck? Why me? Dave doesnt argue so much as he complains. He gets up from his computer despite his bemoaning and sluggishly wanders toward the doorway, folding his arms. After watching Mom clamber into Dave's bed and make herself at home without more than a "thanksyourthebestgoodniiiight" slurred into the pillow, Bro eventually elaborates that he doesn't like it either but they would be responsible if she were struck by a car after they kick her out. This realization settles and they are both defeated as they set off to somehow arrange the livingroom into a livable space.
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