May 13
They don't call em Femme Fatales for nothing.
been listening to a lot of Lupin and cowboy bebop while drawing this comic
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They don't call em Femme Fatales for nothing.
been listening to a lot of Lupin and cowboy bebop while drawing this comic
You spend all of the previous night ducking the pigs, and you finally feel safe enough to take a nap while your partner stands watch.
Look, don't judge me. I had three hyperfixation's (Miraculous Ladybug, Sam and Max, the psychology of jerk characters.) and a vision.
For some scenario where Ladybug has to go into Chloe's mind to save the world or something.
Freelance crime gals💎
🐑Messiah🐑
(I've lost so many hours)
Freelance wives... Kinda.
Recently started playing hit the road. Can't walk 2 ft without looking up a walkthrough. Heres some rough sketches with colored pencil.
Idea for a Sam and Max movie where it's them on an adventure but the studio gave them a checklist of all the story beats in a three act structure.
Max: So what do we do first?
Sam: let's see... Act 1, part 1 exposition. *Clears throat* We're Sam and Max! Freelance Police!
Max: check!
Sam: next... Act 1, part 2 inciting incident.
*phone rings*
S&M: I got it! I got it!
What follows is a series of escalating violent acts as the two fight over the phone. Sam is finally able to win out, bleeding and with a limp, his suit torn to shreds, he slips over to the receiver gasping for breath as he answers the call. Max is left in a pool of his own blood, his little body once fluffed with fur, now more resembling a mangled up corpse.
Sam: Good news Max, That was the commissioner with the inciting incident. He has a case for us!
Max: oh boy!
Sam: plus he said that by performing such gratuitous acts of mutilation on each other within the first 10 minutes of the movie, we bumped this picture up from a G rating to an R!
Max: Aww! But I wanted NC17!
Sam: There's still an hour and thirty minutes little buddy. And besides, now that we're in a higher bracket of the movie rating system, we're well within our rights to show off and/or use our guns on this case!
Max: I love it when you show gun Max♥️, I mean Sam.
Unlike most kids, but like most adults, Helga saw the capture of pokemon as an overly publicized blood sport and refused to take part even after Big Bob bought her a pokemon licence. In truth, part of her reluctance was due to her sister Olga being a state wide contest champion. That was until a certain football-headed boy made it clear he would participate in the pokemon league, then it was a rush to get a powerhouse water starter to compete against his fire type. She ended up with sobble.