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Pickle Ink
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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I love this big family of nerds.
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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Episode 13 is up!
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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Boat race!
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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The Crew enjoys some time off in the hotsprings
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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The next episode is up for your viewing pleasure!
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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Based on this reference聽
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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Snapshots from Pickle Inc
|| Damaia || A wool dress that鈥檚 one of a kind. Black stained hands trace against the sky. A wisp of cold smoke rises from incense and traced lines. Worn leather boots, soles worn thin. Magic sputters, grow, and explodes. The world is cold and then quiet again.
|| Faust || Long silvery strands of hair splayed over the surface of a table. White feathered eyelashes, flutter and then still. The soft sound of snoring. Manicured fingernails, clean and shaped. Sleeping in sunbeams while spring breezes blow through. Soft white cotton robes drape over slumbering shoulders, laced with golden thread.
|| Lu-Dar || Bitter ale linger on the tongue. Bruised knuckles ache. Ink carved into skin, just above the heart. The black cloth is tied loosely around the waist. A weary smile, tired eyes, and half truths. Veiled in shadows.
|| Senash || Calloused hands trace against deep set scars. The smell of iron lingers in the morning air. The weight of a rapier heavy against the hip while the weight of memories is worse. The war cries come forth, a bright light, and screams. Purple scarf hung around the neck. Pretend to not notice.
|| Tala || A bar of lavender soap, well used, and misshapen. Silk shirt, clean, tailored to fit, and adorned with silver buttons. Soft fingertips that trace along the well worn pages of a book. The leather spine intact but bent in a odd shapes. A silver chain against olive skin, tucked beneath black leather. A soft sigh breathed out, while the scent of old books linger.聽
|| Vani || Bright lights and laughter, a spray of colors against the night skies. Fireworks and sparkles all mixed together. There is singing and a flurry of movement. Green fabric tangled up into knots before the great crescendo and then crash.
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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For those interested: we now have an official playlist. Additionally the playlist link has been added under the podcast link.
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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They keep tumbling down~
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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Based on the perspective head canon.
Where magic is made of sound and color.聽
These are the sorts of magic surrounding each person in the party~
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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Session 8 is up!
Enjoy!
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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Celebrating spring time~
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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A photo dump of some sketches last night~
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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modern!au of some or our group~!聽
Had alotta fun drawing these. Used a floral print for Faust because what is flowers????
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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Doodling my favorite lil pumpkin
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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Pickle Inc enjoying a nice night camping.聽
Feat. Faust, Senash, Damaia, Lu鈥橠ar, & Tala
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pickle-ink 7 years ago
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Episode 7 of pickle inc is now up!
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