Graingy

Rare unedited photograph of former police officer Lenny Phare. Her neck is actually slightly longer than most people believe.

Cle(lium Balo)on.

He feels a little lightheaded sometimes.

No, I do not know what compelled me to make this.

Very closely based off the reference image; this is hardly artistically impressive but that isn't really the point.

Dolly thought it was time for a haircut.

Jinx agreed.

Jinx offered her services.

Dolly accepted.

Now, Dolly has a helipad on her forehead and an axe to grind. Whether her sister is getting revenge for something she did, or is just incompetent, Dolly does not care. The only thing she cares about right now is where she can find a spray bottle, about half a litre of fox urine, and the key to Jinx's wardrobe.

Maybe she could swap Jinx's perfume for it...

... Clearly "Proportional response" is not a part of Dolly's vocabulary.

Well, look on the bright side: at least Jinx will gain some empathy for those unfortunate enough to have absorbent skin.

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Locked in and managed to get this done in like 3-4 hours. I'm actually rather impressed with myself. I mean, I desperately need to go to bed, but still!

I think the expressions turned out rather well...

Anywho, here's the no-text version, if you'd like it.

Characters are @sir-needle's Jinx Lox and Dolly Lox.

Oh.

While Jinx would've loved to say her thoughts in that moment were something deep and philosophical about the callous wrath of an uncaring world, her undeserved suffering, and maybe a bit about underappreciated talent, in all likelihood the only things that went through her mind were half a swear word and a mental scramble to remember Dolly's fuzzy waffling about using "cartoon logic" to endure hard impacts unharmed.

*Crumpling plastic bottle noises*

...

I think she could use an ice pack.

my straitjacket didn't come, I want my straitjacket where is my straitjacket?

What?

Ok.

Oh, certainly. I’m a hobbyist writer (if not a very productive one) FAR more than I’m a visual artist*. I have written several short stories and posted them elsewhere on the internet.

Any by “elsewhere” I mean a video game forum. It’s complicated. Awesome community, though.

That said, I am, so far, not entirely sure how I feel about Tumblr as an online culture. Back when I had Reddit (which I was very, very active on) I pretty firmly decided that I’d never share my work there because, quite frankly, Reddit is full of disgusting degenerates. Seriously, Sir Needle’s court jester animation got Jinx posted to r/TopCharacterDesigns (or whatever it’s called), and the comments were… I imagine you can put two and two together. Gross.

Anyways, Tumblr doesn’t strike me as quite as bad (the NSFW limitations certainly help), but as it stands I’m apprehensive to share my own work too much lest the wrong kind of person/people stumble upon it with malicious intent. The reblog feature seems dangerous in this regard, what with how anyone can share anything from anywhere amongst any group of people.

But to answer the question properly, yes, I have written about several characters across several settings - most of which are actively related to each other. A common theme amongst them is being greater than humanity in some fashion - I’m something of a misanthrope, after all. This ranges anywhere from immortal war machines that have to find their place in a world too small for them and in which they’re obsolete for their original purpose, to flat-out technological gods which have nowhere else to progress and so spend their existence travelling the Greater Multiverse (i.e. everything) looking for novelties and false challenges.

I’ve written some thousands of words worth of short stories (somewhere between 20-30k I want to say), but a number of these are still pending editing and feedback. I hate editing with all my being.

It remains to be seen if I’ll ever share much here. Maybe, maybe not. It depends how comfortable I am with this site.

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Nothing quite like a weekend hunting trip with the (ex) circus performers!

Jinx isn't so interested in getting her hands dirty (thus the scoped 10-gauge), but Dolly?

Well, that's half the fun!!

... At least, until she has to wash blood and brain matter out of her stuffing. But that's a problem for future her! Right-now her wants CARNAGE!

I actually finished the thing I teased last week. Considering my track record with... everything, this is exceptional persistence. I'm quite pleased with myself, ignoring that it's now 7 AM and I've still not gone to bed. Hm.

Sigil

The Soian Roundel is an unassuming symbol. Three circles, three colours.

It is the mark of a great presence.

If you should ever see it in your short life, appreciate it. It won't grant you fortune or power, nor knowledge, nor longevity, but the odds you'll ever lay eyes upon it are so slim that they might as well be none.

The Ultimate has passed through.

Out in the wild, the jester prowls, hunting for exotic beasts... Or just whatever wanders into her sights.

I wonder where Dolly is...?

... Eh, she'll probably turn up eventually.

This is technically a comic panel, but I was losing my marbles working on it and just wanted to post something. I do still hope to finish it, but as it stands that'll be a task for future me.

There appears to be a stuffed clown at your front door, if the view through the peephole is anything to go off of.

It would seem letting your $400 debt to the Lox Casino run overdue has bore consequences.

Best cough up the missing cash, or... well, you don't need knees to come crawling back for another round at the blackjack table.

Dolly, for her part, is just happy to be involved. Whether this ends in ink on cheque or bat on limbs, she doesn't really care; she'll gladly go either way. Maybe tacking on a little extra for her would improve your chances...

Very simple drawing. Actually started it last week, but I put off finishing it for a while. Still took me longer than it should've once I did...

Ask her how she looks at herself in the mirror after all she's done, and she'll tell you "Gladly".

After all, how couldn't she? She's the smartest, most beautiful, most refined person she knows!

Dolly agrees too, and only for the low cost of a three-scoop ice cream sundae!

This was supposed to be a short three-panel comic, but I'm not an artist so work progressed so slowly and inefficiently that if I committed to the original plan I'd probably still be working on this until June.

Even just this took me far longer than I'm proud to admit...