no idea what this is i just really wanted to draw leigh i wish women were real
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no idea what this is i just really wanted to draw leigh i wish women were real
Some Look Outside frens doodling
love my grinning beast
GAGNANT / WINNER !!
A tribute to my favourite “cursed lottery” winner, Leigh. She gets lucky, she does it all the time!
I like Leigh a normal amount and she is a normal character to relate to
[taps mic] I think these two have untapped potential for interactions.
God. Imagine Lyle actually works up the nerve to USE Sam’s spare key at midnight with the flimsy rationale of borrowing back the crossword book Sam ‘borrowed’. And maybe grab a few pictures of Sam if he isn’t awake, because what’s the harm in that!
But when the door swings open, he sees:
A feral-looking woman sleeping on the floor with a dog-sized rat curled up atop her stomach.
A man with a deranged smile arguing with a child made out of teeth about whether Honko’s Grand Journey is ‘mid’ or not.
Cockroaches everywhere. EVERYWHERE. There’s so many.
Deafening music blasting from Sam’s room not that Lyle knows which room is Sam’ room or anything, haha, wouldn’t that be weird and creepy?!?
A little girl teaching a three eyed man how to make a paper fortune teller. He seems enraptured.
A towering, cloaked, inky black figure with a white mask that silently rotates in place to gaze at Lyle. Nobody in the room is paying it much mind and that just makes it creepier.
A trenchcoat full of cockroaches arguing with a titanic blue man about the validity of the five-second rule.
A scruffy, shawled man petting what appears to be a landmine made out of fingers.
A potted plant getting a beer out of the fridge.
Sam asleep on the couch in the middle of all this. Somehow.
A hulking figure in a hockey mask sitting at the foot of the same couch. They stare dead ahead, silent and unblinking.
Lyle sees no other option than slooooowly closing the door and backing away.