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I haven't drawn eddsworld fanart since middle school so im a little rusty but after seeing crumbs video I knew I had to bring it back!
HE'S HERE!!!
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I love the noice he makes rattling around in there lol
Hes been added to the horror side of my laptop

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Learning to draw digitally!
Young Rylan Grace (what i imagine he looked like as a scientist before he was disgraced and became a teacher)
Bonus simon meeting rocky and grace just being a proud dad
Uhhhhh.... my hand slipped
Bro is not listening

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I doubt the cross over of MC viewers and tumbler users is even 1 but someone is out to get me on reddit and won't let me share my Melvin art so I just wanna post it somewhere!
Simon on hail mary and Grace In the iron lung.
Grace would not survive the blood ocean, Simon's just happy to see the stars again.
Chapter three is up and I rewrote the first chapter!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/82860751
Bonus epilog cause I thought it would be fun, enjoy~
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I thought they were leading my to my execution when I was pulled out of my cell and lead through a maze of hallways and countless doors. I was completely lost by the time the guard marching me along stopped at another door to mess with a keypad, giving me a chance to take in my surroundings. This wasn't a part of the ship they'd let me in before, its cleaner and quieter. The guard opened the door then stepped make, glaring at me till I hesitantly moved into the room. The door slammed behind me before I'd even finished taking the last step in and now I was alone. Crackling came from the opposite corner then a second of quiet “sit down convict” and then more static. The chair in the middle of the room sat on one side of a small table, barely holding together. It scraped when pulled out and groaned as I eased to sit down.
They left me here a long time. No one checked to make sure I'd listened to the last instructions but like the good fucking dog I was i followed orders.
I couldn't fucking believe it, but I started to miss my cell at some point. There was barely a difference between this cage and mine but at least one I'd began to grow accustomed to. The strip of burlap they called a cot was where I spent most of my time, picking at the fraying edges and imagining the holes in the fabric as little stars.
‘If im ever free, I'll make sure I never have to feel that awful fabric again.’
It scraped at sweat slicked skin, chafing it raw while I relieved the same nightmares each night. Memories I don't deserve to forget but weren't my fault.
There was no way to tell how long it'd been since they led me in here, but it felt endless before someone else came in.
A women, probably just under my own height with a scar across her face entered the room and immediately locked onto me. Untrustworthy no doubt, coi was practically written across her forehead.
“What the hell am I doing here?”
She didn't acknowledge me, simply moved to stand on the over side of table and look down at me.
“Fucking answer me!” I wanted to jump across the table and strangle her with her own braid of hair.
She made a show of flipping through her folder, ignoring me till I shot out of my chair a leaned over the table.
“Don't make this harder then it's already going to be. This little chat is for your benefit, convict.” It was said like a curse, words that personally offend her. “You're going to be serving out your sentence doing some good for a change.”
There was barely a shred of my patience left. I didn't deserve this, I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. It all became so fucked up after filament station was lost, the coi was imprisoning anyone they could get there hand on now.
“You'll be sent to collect some data, get that done and you're sentence will be considered served.” There was no pause as she moved to the door and left, barely giving a nod for me to follow.
Maybe this wouldn't be the end yet. I'd get a second chance if I could get them whatever they were looking for.
“She's ready, get her in the lung!” I never caught her name before a guard came over and led me away, through more doors.
The room was larger than any other I'd been in, a rusty ship sat square in the middle.
I was brought to the rear of the haul and told to get in. The ladder wasn't more then just a few welded rungs leaning to the top were a heavy metal latch sat propped open.
“No, nonono. Im not getting in that!” They didn't take my protest in kind, quick to force me though the hatch and slam it down.
The inside was smaller then I'd expected but it barely registers as I slam my fists against the hatch. “Please let me out, i can't do this. Please!” I sobbed and it bounced off the wall back at me. Trading one prison for another but I new this one meant something far worse. They were sending me out, to space or God knows where else.
“PLEASE DON'T FUCKING DO THIS!”
I wanted to be back in my cell so bad it made my stomach cramp, the cold concrete and harsh lights felt like luxuries now.
I just want to curl up on my cot and sleep again.
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The duality of man
(Its my shopping list don't judge me, I need my emotional support doomed men)
Bonus rocky!
Putting my convineer fic on ao3, im planning on rewriting the first two chapters and getting part three out soon so stay tuned!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/82860751