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Day 282 of drawing ponk until my anxiety gets better

semi-homeless pilled couch maxing

gonna write shit tmrw im tired take au art

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Day 145 of drawing ponk until hes added to the qsmp

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Your name is Ponk and you have just arrived at your friend Tubbo’s snow lodge. You, Dream, George and Sam all took the ski lift while the rest of your friends decided to hike up. Unfortunately for you, Tubbo has the key, and the four of you are locked outside in the snow. What will you do?

Teehee its a choose your own adventure comic: enjoy!

Day 135 of drawing Ponk until he’s added to the qsmp

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Full under the cut <3

Day 195 of drawing ponk until he’s added to the qsmp!

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"Dream is..." You hesitated. "Dream is dead." "He was murdered." Sapnap snapped. "We um, found him in his cabin and buried him in the snow so we could get a cop up here tomorrow." You continued, avoiding Sapnap's angry gaze. "You're joking." Hannah looked like she hardly believed you. Niki was in shock, she looked like she was about to cry. Sam looked shocked, furrowing his brow. "Murdered?" Sam asked. You could see the cop gears turning in his head. "What exactly happened?" "I uh, I thought I smelled blood so I went to get help and went into his cabin with these guys, and he was dead on the ground. I think he was stabbed but I'm not a professional-" You recite, looking at your feet and hardly paying attention to the words coming out of your mouth. "He was stabbed. Those were stab wounds. He was murdered." Sapnap snapped out again. "Should we really bring a cop up here?" Hannah asked. Sapnap, Jack and Sam all snapped to look at her. "Why the fuck wouldn't we get a cop? The murderer is still out there! It's probably one of us! Have you seen anyone else here?" Sapnap growled. "Maybe- I mean- exactly! It could be one of us! I mean- I just, I just don't trust cops. I don't know. I don't know." Hannah was clearly in shock. She put her face in her hands and seemed to sink into herself on the steps. "Do you really think..? I mean, could one of us really..?" Niki mumbled out, eyebrows furrowed. "Guys stop. We can worry about this tomorrow. Fighting isn't going to get us anywhere, get inside, warm up, eat, sleep. We'll discuss tomorrow morning. We can organize a group to go to town and- and I'll get a head-start on investigating the scene." Sam sighed, opening the door wider to let you and your friends inside.

DAY 202 OF DRAWING PONK UNTIL HE’S ADDED TO THE QSMP!!!

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“What if someone else dies before then?” You mumble out. Panic arises around you and you hear Sam take a deep breath.

“Yeah do you think that psycho just went to fucking bed after- uh doing that?” Sapnap growled.

“We don’t know anything yet. We don’t know if it was an animal or a person or even a freak accident.—“ Sam started.

“It was murder. I saw the body.” Sapnap interrupted.

“Let him speak!” Hannah snapped.

“You didn’t want to call the cops! Shut the hell up before you get people killed.” Sapnap scoffed at her.

“Both of you stop.” Niki snapped. They both listened and she gestured to Sam. “You were saying?”

“Right, we don’t know who or what did this and if they’re still around. Assuming it is a person and assuming it’s any of the very few people who have access to this cabin. Um. We can all just sleep all in the same room and someone can keep watch? Or something?” Sam pinched the bridge of his nose. “I can’t think jesus.”

Day 284 of drawing ponk until my anxiety gets better

Mmm infection aus 🤤

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Day 192 of drawing ponk until he’s added to the qsmp

New brush wdyt?

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“Lets just go eat and rest, we’ll worry about that tomorrow.” You say as you begin walking back to the front of the house. The walk back to the main cabin is quiet and awkward. Only the crunch of snow underfoot echoed through the trees. That and Sapnap’s frigid breathing. The poor boy was freezing and fighting tears, you could see it in his face. You think about offering him your coat, but the question doesn’t seem to permeate the silence before you arrive at the cabin door. You try the handle but it’s locked. Tubbo begins to fumble with his keys until Sam answers the door, Niki and Hannah behind him sitting on the steps.

“Where were you guys? Most of us finished eating already.” Sam said, observing the group. Concern began to grow in his eyes, until they landed on tubbo’s blood soaked sweats… and your hands, and Sapnap’s knees…

“What happened to you guys?” Niki said, approaching the doorway. Tubbo looked back at the rest of you like someone else was going to answer.

“Where’s Dream? I thought he was coming with you guys?” Hannah asked from the stairs. You felt a lump grow in your throat, and heard Sapnap sniffle behind you. Everyone was in too much shock to form an answer I guess.

Day 189 of drawing ponk until he’s added to the qsmp

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You stand up and help Tubbo to his feet.

“Alright, we have to preserve the body until we can get a cop up here. I don’t care who helps.” Tubbo picked up Dream and began walking towards the back door. Jack walked ahead of him and opened the door for him. “Thanks mate.” Tubbo said. Sapnap walked up to Tubbo with a shovel. The night was cold and deafeningly quiet. You were practically wading in tension. You find yourself standing outside while Sapnap and Tubbo bury your dear friend in snow. It hardly felt real.