casts a line through a wormhole and fishes out images from a dimension where my cartoon animals are indeed cartoons.
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casts a line through a wormhole and fishes out images from a dimension where my cartoon animals are indeed cartoons.
thinking about the upcoming hypno-sequel again was the impetus to finish up this silly thing today.
I originally wanted to create nonsensical web ads with my characters, like the ones nickelodeon used to have that weren't really For anything. then I figured they'd probably look better together in context, on some 20-year-old fansite/shrine. it's kind of just a mash of various ones I used to visit.
mocked-up video of the site "in-action" under the cut (mild rolling/flickering):
Character sheet of my D&D OC, Malachai 🍴🔥
He cooks, he thieves, and he wearin' emo sleeves
vgen 🌠 kofi
Text in the drawing under the cut:
the overflow twins
pose studies with the tube critters (and skullivan)
<…>
— Do you remember the first time you met Phonk?
— I remember that day very clear. I was at Pathos, a lovely place I should say. Jumpshoot was mixing me his signature then she came up to me. It was clear that she was newly forged: the scent of metal and new paint job, ect. During a population rise in NC (New Cybertron) you could often found some newforged in places they weren’t quite allowed yet, bars were no exception. I noted to myself to ask her how did she get there later.
— And did you?
— Of course. Moving on, she asked me if I was someone she was looking for and after getting an answer from me, she presented herself. She said she’s heard about me started asking if I can get something for her. I understood what she meant and we went out behind the bar. I used to work as an interplanetary cargo carrier at that time so it wasn’t unusual for me to have such visitors. They would pay some extra percents for me to accidentally have what they need in a span of a day. Turns out she needed an energon flow accerator for her medical practice tomorrow that she won’t be able to get while she’s away. I looked around, named a price she immediately sent as if she knew beforehand and eventually got her accelerator. I asked her did she find me and, you know what?, Plume told her!
— That Plume?
— Yes! I still don’t understand why that bastard, with everything he has, wouldn’t give her what she needed.
— Wow, that’s a new side of him we didn’t know yet! And what happened after that?
— She went home, I suppose, and I returned to a bar to finish my highgrade and didn’t see her for months, until she returned completely different, but I don’t really want to talk about it.
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