trying to draw cartoon birds feat. Panchito, Launchpad, and Cicero
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trying to draw cartoon birds feat. Panchito, Launchpad, and Cicero

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I’m re-reading some inkX2 notes and apparently Marilyn usually carries a knife on her?
I think this was a holdover from an earlier draft but I appreciate how everyone who has ties to the Ink studio in some way shape or form is absolutely prepared to get into a fight
every time I think I’m done coming up with supporting InkX2 characters I realize I need more.
meet the Baron, otherwise known as filler for Rock’s gang. He’s the muscle of the group.
besides tweaking Jit’s design I also took care of Stink (who I think I haven’t drawn since my old doodle blog?) so I thought I’d put ‘em together again.
my good robot boy Ultimus, who I never freakin draw :/

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messing around with Toona and Art’s designs
p much the only reason I haven’t been drawing Art much is because I’ve been unhappy with his design. or at least the widow’s peak, evidently.
couple of assorted InkX2 doodles. wound up swapping Lucy [Leadfoot, not Petrova]’s bikini top for sort of a tank top- not as a means of self-censorship, but just because that’s probably slightly less shocking for 1933.
when something’s amiss, I look to the abyss