Owen

🌟 starfruit supernova 🌟

[Start ID: 3 sketchbook pages of stylized black and white lineart depicting scenes from episodes 29 through 30 of I am in Eskew. Page one has 4 images: one is of faceless people in suits from the Orion Building Concern gathered in a crowd. Two is a line of wooden stakes growing in the fields with a vague landscape in the background. Three is towers growing amongst a forest, with boils sprouting up between buildings and trees, and people drifting into it. Four is an email with corrupted veins growing over the To, From, and Subject Lines, while the message body reads: “JUMP” in increasingly scrambled fonts. Page two has three images: The first is of the window at Nana’s bungalow, with curtains parted to reveal a figure looking out from behind the brick walls and rose bushes. Image two is a view from inside the bungalow, looking past the waving curtains at a city violently tearing into the buildings of an army base. Image three is of a twisted and slightly abstracted tower with sharp spires reaching into the sky. Page three has four images: a large black crack in the wall, a tennis ball stuck in the concrete, a 2-D cardboard cutout with distorted perspective of Hotel Grand Basilica standing before primordial mists, and the city of Eskew with houses piled on streets, vast and winding pathways, and buildings dissolving into sketches as they loose their detail. End ID]

Happy birthday Officer Eiffel!

“Obviously, I’m going to tell you if I see any good cows.”

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“I open the door!”

So this started off as just one doodle but I guess sometimes when you can’t get a piece of media out of your head you just gotta doodle it All out of your system. So here’s a timeline of Doug Eiffel’s very bad time in orbit around Wolf 359 and beyond. Mostly it was me indulging in floaty space hair and practicing drawing a character uniformly and reliably. I appreciate that most of us seem to agree he is a bun and/or ponytail man.

Bonus: The rest of the crew