I know I should have posted the comic on YouTube myself first and watermarked my art, but (I know that's a bad exuse) I couldn't come up with the watermark I would like, and now it's too late. But this dude didn't have to stole my art in the fist place!
I've checked all the dms and comments and no, they didn't ask my permission to do this and neither tagged me in their YouTube short. I already wrote a comment under that video asking to credit me and I hope they will. I could just wait till this person's response but I'm posting this because I just want to post about the situation to remind people THAT STEALING ART IS NOT OKAY.
❗️I don't want anyone to hate this person or threaten them, that is no better than stealing art, but you can share this video so other art thieves would now that people are not okay with their actions.
Arriving at "RED DIRT" bar, Paul is found upstairs sitting at a table with a new face next to him. Jack guesses it's his muscle. The man was your typical Animal for hire. Tall, broad frame, borg'd with combat implants, and always a stick up their ass of an attitude.
"Dread, glad you made it."
"Were you expecting trouble?"
"No I'm just tryin to be friendly, relax. Sit down. You wanna drink?"
Jack is about to check the time but considers fuck it instead.
"Yea Gin and Tonic"
"Gin and Tonic!? Woah I need you present here choom. (he waves over a waitress) A couple of Rawdy Dogs. (the waitress leaves) So, how's the racing been? I hear you've been making a name for yourself around town."
"Sounds like you know exactly how the racings been then Paul. Why am I here?"
"Sheesh, not much for small talk huh?"
"It's Tuesday morning and I'm not getting laid cause I've got a stray at my house. Sue me. What's the deets?"
Paul lets out a wry laugh, "Oh ho ho, ok that explains it. Why not just take a trip to J-town or dump a load on a joytoy's back? I know this senorita over at the motel on Bradbury…"
"The deets Paul."
"Alright alright, (The waitress shows up with the beers. Paul waits for her to leave and makes sure there aren't any prying ears. He turns to his bodyguard, who nods his head and turns around, acting a sentry lookout. I've got a client that's asked for YOU specifically."
Jack raises his eyebrow,
"Me?"
"You."
"Who?"
"Some bookie outa Watson that's got a debt to collect"
Jack begins to stand up, "What a waste of fuckin ti.."
"10,000 Eurobucks choombata"
Jack pause his stand and looks at Paul, who is currently nodding. Jack re-takes his seat and keeps quiet.
"Client asked for you because you've got a rep for theatrics."
"Theatrics?"
"Yea aparantly a few of your vics didn't flatline and are currently miles deep into a living nightmare they can't seem to wake from."
Jack knows exactly what he's refferring to. A couple days ago, he had a quick small time gig to get back some product for Paul from somebody who klepped it off a runner that was supposed to make a delivery for him. Naturally, Jack slapped on his gas mask and dorphed the place with his own brand of Neocortine gas. The effects are only supposed to last AT MOST, 10 minutes. It must have reacted with something already in their system and extended the effects dramatically. Hmm.. I've gotta figure out what that was
Jack rolls a 16 for Concentration and maintains his focus on Paul.
"The client needs you to collect from a very, uncooperative individual by the name of "Raymond Gladow". Mook outta NID that's got a bit of a following."
Jack's internal red flag goes off at the mention of NID.
"NID? Bit of a reach to hire a merc outa Santo"
"Ah but you're not outa santo are ya? Wellsprings I hear."
"It's still a stretch. What's the catch here? Is he Maelstrom?"
"No no, nothing like that. Guy's just tryin to pull a fast one, muscle his way outta payin what he owes. A bad bet on powerball."
After getting more details from Paul, Jack agrees and leaves.
I CONVINCED MY MUM TO WATCH HAZBIN HOTEL WITH ME OVER MY SCHOOL BREAK
SHE'LL FINALLY UNDERSTAND WHAT THE FUCK I'M CONSTANTLY TALKING ABOUT :DD
Aaaanyway, here's something I'm working on :3
(I know it's not accurate to original Algonquin stories, so this is the more popular design of the Wendigo, I just think it's really cool, but maybe I'll do an Algonquin accurate version one day :3 )
hello ; i'm sunnie n i would like to introduce my spidersona.
her name ryn but her hero name is spiral-web ; she is not the only spider on Earth-1503.
as she shares the title of spiderhero with her twin brother, spider-thread aka ren.
she's traumatized and has been through a lot since they both got bit at the age of 15. they are 23 years old n live in separate apartments that are right across from each other. i do have an entire bio written up for her but i don't really wanna post it on here for sake of it being stolen!
Heres The Projectionist Stetch- I Did Like Three And Got Lazy. (I Did The Full-Body One First And Decided Not To Do The Others Because Im Not As Good As An Artist. Which is Why I Sometimes Trace Instead Of Free-Hand.)
The Abstract In Between The Two Projectionists At The Top Is Not My Art.
Since Its December I Thought I Wouldve Drew Norman Looking At Snow. (Because In My AU He Doesnt Know What Snow Is)
(Dont Mind That Theres Something Cut Out- I Drew The Mexican Flag For A Freind Of Mine, But I Put A Chicken Instead Of The Actual Bird-)
Now The One At The Bottom I Lost Inspiration For So I Left It How It Was.
doylist explanation for why Gidel is only in Fellow's non-idle lesson animations: probably something about space constraints and making sure two sprites in one seat aren't covering anyone else when they're not in focus
watsonian explanation for why Gidel is only in Fellow's non-idle lesson animations: he snuck in and is hiding from the teachers, don't give him away 🤫
(I've reached my limit of unsuccessful attempts at pulling them before I need to save keys for Halloween, so I've been living vicariously through youtube videos...but the fact that Gidel just pops up from under the desk to wave his arms around happily is really testing my resolve. D: I'm gonna die when they finally get to do alchemy...)