Icy

Goddddddd thinking about that narrative moment when something horrible is happening and the character who has been frantically trying to come up with a way to fix it and getting more and more frantic and panicky just—stops. Because. Oh. There’s the solution. They’re not getting out of this alive but like. It’s a solution for everyone else. Okay. Okay.

Comics are evil cause how the fuck am i supposed to draw a cabinet i dont even know what a cabinet looks like

Putting the characters in a white room and asking yall to use your imaginations

wait i just found out you can be nice to people and be their friend i thought we had to kill them all cause i was raised in a lab to be a living weapon

Smth fun to me about Grace and Adrian both being familiar with self imposed loneliness and the aversion to emotional risk