Некоторые арты откладываешь неделями, а некоторые готовы уже через несколько часов. Этот арт из второй категории 👶

Причем хотел изначально совсем другой арт выложить, где были изображены Салли и Ларри вместе, я даже в инсту выложил процесс работы . Однако потом что-то пошло не так и в итоге я дальше скетча не продвинулся.

Вот почему, когда мне нужно закрывать долги и готовится к сессии, меня тянет рисовать?

I’m coming for you, Sal ------------------------- Sally Face zombieAU

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The main wave of infection has already passed, there are only local foci and all kinds of loners, like Larry Johnson, for example. Little Megan bit him, or rather what was left of her and once she was. A disfigured, decaying body, surprisingly fast and agile for its condition, bit Larry's hand and dragged the living dead into the damp world.

Fortunately, for some unknown reason, the infected cannot go far from the place where they were bitten, and therefore it is relatively easy to find and neutralize them and to avoid, in principle, the same way that the vast majority of Nokfell residents do. Larry now lives in the city dump, where he came when he wanted to be alone, and where he was left alone until the end of his life. How ironic, huh?

Those who are infected — doomed to slow, painful decomposition of body and consciousness — the disease is sinking deeper every day, even at first it is not even almost noticeable. You just feel unwell, and you wonder why you are so pale today, and your hands are so cold ...

At the peak of the disease in all proceeds in different ways: someone turns into an eternally hungry, violent, insane killing machine to feed his body and the parasite that settled in it; someone slowly dies if the body can not withstand the loads and does not accept raw meat in the form of the current permanent diet. However, the finale is the same for all - what is commonly called “zombies” in the classic version.

Larry is a little different. The urban "resistance", consisting of volunteers, together with the police, for the most part, either killed or caught almost everyone. The living was taken away in the laboratory for research, the dead bodies were burned in the basements of abandoned buildings in crematoriums specially equipped for this purpose.

Sal: "It's okay, Sal." "We have enough gasoline Sal" "I remember the road, Sal" "I went there a hundred times Sal"

Бляяя авввввввавав Любимый мой арт Так сложно было рисовать упрощенные тени. Когда выкладывала эту работу, было ощущение незаконченности  ( ͡ᵔ ͜ʖ ͡ᵔ )

My favorite art 

When I posted this first time, i have been feeling like my art isn’t done yet