Alias: ”I know. I’ve been hunting Vex in Venus & it’s killing my back.”
[Sounds awful. Vex are those robot creeps right? The time-travelling ones?]
archival holding point of the-quiestest-shadows, hh-stuffs, and golem-boy until further notice.
Alias: ”I know. I’ve been hunting Vex in Venus & it’s killing my back.”
[Sounds awful. Vex are those robot creeps right? The time-travelling ones?]
“Neither do I, but in the end all we can do is simply survive and hope for the best.” And her face lost some color. “The ocean. There is nothing more I fear than the abyss of the ocean.”
Alcatraz seems nonplussed by both answers, shrugging and flapping one hand absently. SECOND decides to talk for him, if only to express his thoughts aloud and irritate the soldier more than usual.
[USER SPEECH] the machine growled, [Space is way fucking scarier. Aliens and the like–they ripped New York like a wet paper bag. I’m with you, in the other regard; I just hate that even despite the cocktail of shit in my head and what I’ve got going elsewhere, I still just don’t know. It bothers me.]

pleASE DO THIS I NEED MOTIVATION TO DRAW STUFF
Pls
Do the thing, I’ve been stuck in a drawing rut for DAYYYYS AND I WANT TO GET OUT OF IT