Hey um remember that one "heres some concepts for a comic series i would like to make" well i thought to myself "why dont i remake it with some of my newer hcs and other bef members?" And uh.
It might got a bit out of hand...
Heres the cropped ver!
I had some ideas of what the story could be, i really want to go deeper with this concept and if i dont manage to make it a comic at LEAST i try to make it as a fanfic
He's tall. Like 6'5-6 slouched but close to 7 ft. standing straight (obviously referring to Pesterquest Gamz). Tall clown boy aaaa <3
This man purrs. Very kitty-like but deep and makes his chest/back vibrate a little. Either while he's sleeping or receiving headrubs.
His hair is like super messy. He has to constantly be reminded to brush it out but it's not particularly gross he's just a messy dude.
Suprisingly, he has a very sweet smell to him due to the copious amounts of sopor and Faygo he consumes on a daily basis. It's actually quite pleasant.
He's def a picky eater. You cannot get this man to consume ANYTHING that isn't sopor or Faygo. That's most likely why he's so thin.
He REALLY wants some type of facial piercing(s). He doesn't know how or where to aquire them he just thinks they're super cool.
If you're moirails/matesprits with him, he will. not. leave. you. alone. And he's very affectionate, so definitely expect random hugs (obviously if you're comfy with them). He'll also invite you to his hive as often as he can to hang out and do typical friend stuff.
sober gamzee for the soul, literally my favourite thing ever, he is best boy idc , i'd go homic*dal n kiss my crush's decap*tated head too if i was stuck on a rock in space with eridan ampora for any period of time xx
everyday a man goes to war with himself. should he, or should he not? should he post the horrible horrible homestuck cringe hes been devolving to. or should he Keep It To Himself, for it is the year 2024 just a decade after its prime. should he dissapoint all his mutuals and possibly betray all trust of his sweet sweet followers. tis but a hard war. stoked by tearshed for nothing and no one but the inner self. am i really homestuck? am i ok with putting this on the dash of innocent eyes? am i willing to face the repercussions of my own actions? is the validation of knowing some freak named some shit like tAVROSfeetLicker69413 would reblog my art worth it?? it is at this juncture where a man learns who he is. beyond his face, beyond the morality of others, beyond the very crux of his flase identity. he learns himself and only himself. not the man who looks back in the mirror, but the man peering in. not some mirage in the desert,but the salty waves of the ocean. untamed. unfaltering.
who am i? he asks himself, and am i ready to take that motherfucking step?