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I got a shit ton of college stuff done so I decided to practice my more cartoonish art style

The ugliest things on this planet... and more below:

Here's them alone to see them better

Also some Josh and Bill and Pete flashing the public to show he's actually really tiny.

Anddd a scene redraw

Thank yew for coming to my tedtalk k baii

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This was canon basically

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Homoerotic kinda sh

Peter Michael DiNunzio to you, ladies and gentlemen.

I love these kinds of redraws cuz I notice little details like the mole on his face.

It's going to take me a while to draw Jerry's version, I apologize in advance, but today is the end of my recess week and well... Gotta get to work :/

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Me and god spent a month crafting the most arrogant, over-informed, misandrist gal alive—and I’m finally posting her :).

Writing the information was torture to me, so that’s why I kept postponing the intro. Anyway. I’m so normal about her (not)!

Next post will probably be her relations with the Eltingville boys, and then about her group ‘Eltingville Political Society’. Yup, edgy gal.

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Captain's log.

Might as well say how obvious it is that Josh is my favorite character out of the four losers.

*sigh* It's been a tough week and I'm emotionally exhausted.

Next up is Pete, yay.

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LeNunzio Chiikawa 🌕

(Eltingville Chiikawa designs by bassndrumz on Twitter ‼️)

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This man, this monster.

I think Evan Dorkin's art style in his comics is great, so I tried redrawing some of Eltingville's panels.

I'm going to try to do the same for the rest, it's entertaining.

Oh William the character you are.

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Greetings.

After a week-long slump, I offer you:

Lenunzio

Thank you for your time.

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me too bro, me too

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Relationship Chart

Anton

(Original Character)

You know...

Maybe my drawings wouldn't take me so long if I didn't obsess so much over the details.

... Oh well.

See you when I do the second part.

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since summer is late this year, i'm in an autumn-winter mood

(づ￣ ³￣)づ

#naruto

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one pal asked to post them all together, dont mind me 🦐

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Look at that.

I uh... Made a eltinville oc just to kiss girls... Heheheheheh

Woah, the first drawing I upload on Tumblr, what an irony... In my defense, I think reading the quartet of idiots has given me the confidence I need.

Plus I have seen close to NONE LOVE TO GEEK GIRL??? HUH?

Shhhh, no one at Joe's needs to know who they really is...

I'll upload more information plus her relationship chart with the club...

Someday. :)

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Greetings.

Hey so, uh, I never usually share what I write but a friend liked this and I thought I would share it???

It's an attempt to remake one of Eltinville's comics where Josh tells his day as a log.

Anyways...

Domestic Lenunzio

Captain's log: Stardate 7922.7

Woke up early, 06:50 AM. The nights have been better lately. Medication helps me avoid having those nightmares so often.

Although the morning started early, I decided to continue it.

Breakfast was on the table, eggs with mushrooms and ham. Pete had already left, so I didn't get to thank him.

He's complained several times that he doesn't like compliments, but his food is the highlight of my day.

Besides, he keeps asking for feedback on how to improve...

After such morning fuel, I make sure to select and take the necessary medication. The other day I managed to get a pill case that resembles the USS Enterprise emergency munitions. The sequel, not the original series. I don't like to admit it, but it makes all this easier.

As the day began, I took care of a lot of business.

(1) I picked up the mail from the gatehouse. It was crumpled again, handled like garbage, I would send a complaint to the department, but I doubt they'd do anything.

(2) I tried to continue the plot of my most recent work, The Eclipse. But I'm stuck; maybe it's not the day the ideas flow.

(3) I've finished organizing my Back to the Future section. I still can't find a good model of a DeLorean, and the resellers are making it more impossible every day. Such blasphemy.

As an addition to last point, I'd like to mention that Pete managed to get his hands on a printed edition of Leatherface, it was one of the last things he needed to compensate back everything his shitty parent threw in the trash years ago.

I'm not one to boast, but I'm pleased to say that the perfectly blended corner between my sci-fi collection and his horror one looks wonderful.

Hail on Harlan Edison.

• Logged this first report of the day.

For lunch I heated up some burritos that were left over from the night before, with some homemade curry.

I have to remember myself to save one in the middle of my thoughts.

Afterwards, I carefully reviewed the list of my pending writings from the official publisher. They have to approve at least one this time, come one, even good old Jerry helped me correct inconsistencies...

I can't say my fear of the outdoors has improved. But at least today I managed to get to the grocery store a few blocks away without losing control in the middle of a panic attack.

Plus ten points for me.

Fuck university, fuck accounting degree. Four worst years of my life.

Barely into the afternoon, good mate Pete manages to return from work. 03:40 PM, he made good on time today.

Even with the charming enthusiasm that I always offer, he offers me a fucking bite on the neck in return.

The creep still thinks he's a vampire or something, he left another mark on my neck. Not cool.

We took a well-deserved break watching one of Pete's documentaries. Hey, at least this time it wasn't filled with scenes of cannibalism. It's a step forward.

I stayed rewatching some parts of Dune that I want to write about while Pete was preparing dinner, even if the guy doesn't like to admit that he can cook, I wouldn't want to push him too much and deprive myself from its delights.

Jerry keeps sending e-mails about planning to have another role-playing game, but the guy wants to invite his girlfriend and a friend, and I still don't want to leave home.

I try to gauge the circumstances, I don't want to screw this up for Pete, but just thinking about talking to new people overwhelms me.

I don't care if I'm immature, they don't understand.

When night fell, Pete suggested another of his "quick sex quizzes" and because of him, my ass now hurts.

I'm not going to go into details about this, I don't care, you don't care, nobody cares.

The only memorable thing is that the idiot fell asleep after that, and I stayed up for a little longer reading and rearranging some comics I had.

With a last bitter swallow of medicine, I say goodbye as I face another attempt of balanced sleep.

Capt. Josh A. Levy

— Over and out.

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It’s still controversial to say fat dudes are hot and what’s worse is that the people that get angry at that statement are generally straight men. Women like fat dudes. Bisexual dudes like fat dudes. Gay dudes like fat dudes. Yet when someone, especially a straight woman, voices her attraction to fat men there are hordes of other dudes in her comments saying “Nuh uhhhhh you’re lying.” How would you know? You don’t fuck men.

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awesome reference