((Honestly??? I forgot I even had this blog ochsbwosbxusg. I've been doing a lot of stuff irl, such as getting used to a new work schedule and doing some more hobbies like painting and shit, so I haven't had much time to even think about tumblr lmao. I just got a tablet for art though and this would be a good chance to practice with it by reviving this blog.)
My artstyle is painfully inconsistent, as well as my design for dirk. I can't settle on shit for him so his hair will change every now and then. For now here's a sketchy thing of his desk!))
What had Dirk been doing these past few months? He's been MIA for a hella long time, holed up in his office while he worked on various projects. Was he distracting himself? Yes.
Was he neglecting his other needs and fueling himself solely on shitty energy drinks and black coffee? Yeah.
Was he gonna stop what he was doing to try and clean and take a break? Fuck no, he doesn't technically need sleep and he won't die from the asinine amount of caffeine he was consuming. It's gucci, it'll be fine.
So long as,,, a Lalonde doesn't find out. They'd tear him a new asshole for hyperfocusing on work for this long.
His office was filled with all sorts of tech, from a sendificator to a robot repair station, he had all sorts of contraptions and scrap shrewn about. A few of his robots were out doing Robot Things, while his nanobots were scampering around his desk to assist in any way they could.
Robots were cool, he liked his bots. They were easier to deal with than people.
,,,It was only a matter of time before he would have to start interacting with others again. Roxy usually likes to throw herself into his house when she doesn't get a response out of him.