So, it seems you've stumbled across a Solid who's quite content with his squishy self, and is quite busy checkin' over himself.

He notices you, but gives you a smirk and wiggles his hips. Those eyes beg a question, but what? Do you want something, or do you trust me?

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So I've been in a bit of a slump lately. Got commissions to do and a few trades to finish.

So I started scribbling in my sketchbook and came across a page I abandoned. Only to find that a bunch of my scribbled out work and skeletal anatomy remains from various drawing attempts on the page came to form this pose. That's right, this pose came from a page of failure.

Just goes to prove that you never throw out your old work.