I haven’t really been able to draw since a head/spine injury a couple months ago sort of messed me up; but I had a good day recently and managed a couple lil oc sketches

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I haven’t really been able to draw since a head/spine injury a couple months ago sort of messed me up; but I had a good day recently and managed a couple lil oc sketches
A witch cursed me to draw this oc slightly differently ten thousand times
a mess of conors
Part Two of my scifi-noir oc comic! In which both protagonist and antagonist are forced to confront the sunk-cost fallacy of a lifetime of self-destruction.
Part I
in summary:
doodles of the guy
extremely messy, but I thought this Den sketch was cute
a slightly different version of the cover 💿
🐍 vs 🐕
what if we were narrative foils who'd been metaphorically both forged and broken by the same all-consuming system of power, our ideologies each riddled with the flaws born of our respective traumas, one vowing to own the system, the other to burn it down, but both allowing ourselves to be consumed and ultimately destroyed by our inability to reject the system entirely and self-actualize, thereby each in our own way handing our leashes to the very institution we'd sworn to master
what then