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Your travels have taken you far.

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Ойойой! when you find that silly echo in most random region ever

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I have travelled across time and space to bring you TOYS

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@bombcatthescavhater

Whatever takeaway you guys get from this comic I don't really know what it is but. Sometimes its just the small things.

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squall line

[part 1] // [part 2] // ...

Metropolis. That was the only word that Marbles could clearly make out from the hushed whispers of scavenger elites. A mix of curiosity and anxiety strikes her heart, not at all where she expected to end up. The plan was to visit the two local iterators, deliver a message, and return home safely with Hunter.

It has not been a long walk, but the scavs decide to take a short rest. It appears that they are now right at the base of an iterator leg. Marbles looks up at the structure, the top is shrouded in a thick layer of clouds. The climb is going to be much harder, she thinks to herself.

The slugcat is instructed to sit in a well lit spot, and for now she obliges. It seems like a good enough place to rest, there is plenty of food and no lizards in sight. Marbles glances around.

Marbles: (turns towards Four) “Hey uh, I’m hungry. Can grab food?”

She points towards big popcorn plants further away. Four stares at her briefly, muscles tensing up. Marbles can’t see their eyes, but the warning is clear - she isn’t meant to stray off. The scav grabs a small spear nearby, stabs a blue fruit hanging just overhead, then throws it at her feet. Marbles frowns, but picks it up anyway.

Marbles: (through her teeth) “Right… thanks”

One, the dark coated leader of the elite group, whistles and signs at Two - they are to keep a closer look on the guest. The green scav nods and sits right in front of Marbles, staring at her from under their creepy looking vulture mask. How rude. Marbles hates having her personal space invaded, but keeps it cool. She has never squared up to elites before, and there are four of them now holding her hostage. Best not to provoke them until she comes up with a good escape plan…

Marbles: (trying to keep her face neutral) “Nice mask. Looks uncomfortable to wear, though...”

The silence is awkward, and her attempt at small talk falls on deaf ears. Two tilts their head slightly, but won’t say anything back. Marbles wonders if this is some kind of intimidation tactic… and she’s clearly not having it. Direct confrontation is out of the question, but a little staring contest may scratch that retaliatory itch, if only for a bit. Marbles sits down and, with the blue fruit still in her hand, maintains an unbroken gaze with the two empty holes where the scav’s eyes should be. Stare into the void long enough, goes the saying. She may be weirded out, but she sure won’t cower before them.

One sits quietly, observing the whole situation. Three joins them shortly after, offering a snack of popped kernels.

Three: Something’s dodgy about this scug, don’t you think?

One nods, keeping their eyes fixed at the new “guest”.

One: Have you smelled her? The scent is oddly specific. Three: Nah, my nose’s all scrambled after that fever spell from earlier. But, I can tell - even without it. Curious that she spits out bombs, just like the Chief can? One beast is already enough.

One exhales, a moment of silence fills the air.

One: An awful coincidence to have a slugcat, smelling exactly like her, show up at this exact moment… but perhaps this is the opportunity that we’ve been waiting for. Something to stir the pot. What better person to do it than a relative.

Three glances, confused.

Three: Wuh…? You think that’s her kid? No way, nooo way, who would’ve wanted to touch that beast! Not even with a stick!

Three laughs out loud, but their humor is quickly tempered by a terrible realization. They tense up, tightly gripping a spear on their back.

Three: …let’s kill it, One. Let’s kill it now. I can’t survive another decade under a second Beast. We have an advantage. One: (raising their hand) No. Calm down. Do no sudden moves, she is watching.

Three settles down, annoyed.

One: (pointing at Marbles) Look at the body language of hers - alert and deliberate. Have you seen the spark in her eyes, that fire? Awfully familiar. We could kill her here and now, but that would be a waste. Don’t forget how tightly the Beast clings to its role as chieftain. Imagine how threatened it would feel if its authority was questioned by an usurper. There is no need to dirty our hands if the situation can be dealt with by that mangy red scug. A fight will transpire, and if we’re lucky it will last just long enough to wear the Beast down. Then, we will finish it once and for all, void willing. Three: (whispering) Damn… you’ve got the brains. This better work out, One. We had to wait 10 years for your last genius plan to bear fruit. One: (smirking) You mock me, but this is our best shot. My very first plan did work out, and this one shall too. Have patience.

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tears

I luv rainworld, so obsessed w story and rlly sad about their fate :'(

Also, colours of pearls chosen based on wiki with meaning bc i can ahahjnahj

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First attempt at a watcher design (likely temporary, isn't quite hitting it for me) and some doodles

Yes this Is baby Hunter. Fresh out of the test tube <3

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still can't figure out her antennas nahh

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Some scav doodles

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Die Mimik der Tethys (The Expressions of Tethys) is a high sea buoy (last was in Pinacoteca Agnelli, Turin, 2024), that is suspended in space and moves synchronously to another buoy in the Atlantic Ocean near Nantes. Continuously transmitting motion data via satellite to its relocated double, the information guides eight electric motors and cable winches, which precisely reproduce the buoy's movement in the ocean. The buoy functions as a hypnotising machine that inevitably leads to the idea of waves lapping around inside the exhibition space, creating an ocean in the minds of people.

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Idea sent by @macfanatic, thanks for it <3

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I'll always be by your side Even after my bitter end in your hands, by your hands

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quick(ish) doodles of our wanderer and updated spearmaster designs. they're bugcats! srs made them by mixing wasp and cricket/grasshopper dna together and putting it on a slugcat "mould", so to speak. the wings aren't any good for flight but they can be used to stridulate and make threat displays

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new select art but i actually tried this time

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AEGISLASH + JIRACHI

It offers untold riches and powers to those bereft of morals. But for every wish it grants, it carves off another slice of their soul for its own consumption.

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Wawa

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Day 17: The Chieftain Achievement

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