It's Party Time

on a bit of an art kick i guess :)) lyrics from problems by mother mother! thinking of making a michael piece to go along with this at some point

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"Tutorial" on how to draw an OC with dwarfism (well, some of it).

Boring tired disclaimer: Keep in mind that this is an introductory "drawing" "tutorial" and has some generalizations in it, so not every “X is Z” statement will be true for Actual People. Which happens to be true for everything in general.

You are heavily encouraged to do your own research because this does not contain everything you should know before making a character with any type of dwarfism.

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Admin C: It's you... it's really you... After all this time, you... You finally see me...!

[Just then, a head pokes itself into the hangar.]

Kittle: YO, CHUMPS, the PS3's powering off at random again! Does one of you wanna-

[Freeman and C embrace. Their lips meet- somehow, despite all the agony, despite all the icy days the Admins have spent together, C's lips still taste like pure sunshine. They break away, and like partners in a dance, Freeman smiles, spinning C around until they're both facing Boss, who C gently embraces too, just as warmly. Just as firmly.]

[Not wanting to be counted out, P holds onto Freeman's side, pulling him into a hug. F joins him, too.]

[Soon, they're all together.]

[The Admins all rush downstairs, seeing who the HELL is making all that NOISE!]

Admin C: ...It's you.

[Meanwhile, in the hangar...]

Freeman: Um- Benrey, is honking the car that much really necessary-

The Boss: bubby does this to literally everyone else. 's karma.

[He's hammering the horn like it's a Whack-A-Mole game.]

[Hi! I'm gonna use you as a segue now!]

[The Admins are in the interior of the ship, hanging out near the basement entrance. The Gordons are distracted all watching Kittle play some video games, so they're whispering to each other where they likely won't be disturbed.]

Admin P: ...And remember, gentlemen, Mr. Challender's shown that he has a tendency to lash out if he feels vulnerable or judged... We should do our best to prepare for any outcome and try and keep a cool and steady mind. Yes?

Admin F: This is all so damn difficult. I can't believe we thought we could pull this off alone in the first place...

[They do not get 55 burgers 55 fries and the other stuff Freeman just tried to order. They get two meals and one Happy Meal.]

The Boss: NOOOO-WUHHH... thatll tucker her out. we're gonna travel a long time whywegonnadothat to a poor innocent DOG???

Freeman: Tommy made her, didn't he? All by himself?

The Boss: yeah!

The Boss: okay, so, uh- she can usually only teleport herself places. not the people around her. but i have an idea.

[He pulls something out of his pocket- holding them out to Sunkist. It's his own copy of a pair of keys!]

The Boss: go fetch, girl! go fetch!

Sunkist: ARF ARF!

[Sunkist bounds off again, and in a minute or two, she re-emerges, now somehow dragging what looks to be a Cadillac behind her with her teeth, holding it by the mirror. Judging by the mirror's pre-existing bite marks... The Admins- or maybe just Boss- do this a lot.]