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Lips wavering, Diana bitterly grumbled to herself.
“I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME DOWN THERE,” boomed a feminine baritone. Every syllable spoken was akin to a peal of thunder.
Arms crossed about her flat chest, and eyes pressed against the sides of their sockets, the Huscorgi harrumphed. Diana paid little mind to the latticework labyrinth of cotton wires relentlessly expanding out before her. Fibrous spears, jutting here and there from the coiled bundles of thread, crackled with roaring plumes of static electricity.
“DIANA!”
“...It was an accident,” the Huscorgi reluctantly conceded. The alien landscape she found herself hopelessly lost within, but a rumpled fold of fabric upon a certain someone's sweater, continued to magnify in size and scale.
“AN ACCIDENT WAS IT? DO TELL, DIANA, DO TELL!” tched the incomprehensible existence that was lecturing her at length .
“...”
“SO HELP ME, DIANA.” Deafening creaks and ominous groans radiated out from her accuser's ever expanding form. “WALK ME THROUGH THIS! WHAT PART OF SNEAKING INTO MY ALCHEMY LAB WAS AN ACCIDENT? DID MY STORE ROOM KEYS JUST MAGICALLY MANIFEST IN YOUR POCKETS? DID MY PRICELESS INGREDIENTS FLY INTO YOUR HANDS UNPROMPTED?”
Head tilted back as far as she was able, Diana rolled her eyes at what little she could perceive of her massive and incessantly swelling mother.
“DON'T YOU ROLL YOUR EYES AT ME, YOUNG LADY. AS SOON AS THIS POTION RUNS ITS COURSE YOU BETTER BELIEVE YOU'RE GROUNDED!”
“But Mommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!”
“BUT NOTHING!” tutted Bianca.
Art by me!
After practicing pixels every single day for six months straight I stepped away for a month or so after I felt myself starting to burn out. Let my eyes and hands rest, ideas were allowed to percolate, references were gathered...
And I then proceeded to belt this out like it was nothing. I was assuming I would have fallen behind or gotten rusty in spots but uhh... suppose not! Turns out if you relentlessly practice at something, regardless of your skill level, it tends to stick with you even after a short break. I'm excited to keep at these and my writing as much as I have been as of late.
Also! Psst! Fun fact but if you zoom in there is a singular gray pixel to be found that is meant to represent Diana...
“I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME DOWN THERE,” boomed a feminine baritone. Every syllable spoken was akin to a peal of thunder.
Arms crossed about her flat chest, and eyes pressed against the sides of their sockets, the Huscorgi harrumphed. Diana paid little mind to the latticework labyrinth of cotton wires relentlessly expanding out before her. Fibrous spears, jutting here and there from the coiled bundles of thread, crackled with roaring plumes of static electricity.
“DIANA!”
“...It was an accident,” the Huscorgi reluctantly conceded. The alien landscape she found herself hopelessly lost within, but a rumpled fold of fabric upon a certain someone's sweater, continued to magnify in size and scale.
“AN ACCIDENT WAS IT? DO TELL, DIANA, DO TELL!” tched the incomprehensible existence that was lecturing her at length .
“...”
“SO HELP ME, DIANA.” Deafening creaks and ominous groans radiated out from her accuser's ever expanding form. “WALK ME THROUGH THIS! WHAT PART OF SNEAKING INTO MY ALCHEMY LAB WAS AN ACCIDENT? DID MY STORE ROOM KEYS JUST MAGICALLY MANIFEST IN YOUR POCKETS? DID MY PRICELESS INGREDIENTS FLY INTO YOUR HANDS UNPROMPTED?”
Head tilted back as far as she was able, Diana rolled her eyes at what little she could perceive of her massive and incessantly swelling mother.
“DON'T YOU ROLL YOUR EYES AT ME, YOUNG LADY. AS SOON AS THIS POTION RUNS ITS COURSE YOU BETTER BELIEVE YOU'RE GROUNDED!”
“But Mommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!”
“BUT NOTHING!” tutted Bianca.
Art by me!
After practicing pixels every single day for six months straight I stepped away for a month or so after I felt myself starting to burn out. Let my eyes and hands rest, ideas were allowed to percolate, references were gathered...
And I then proceeded to belt this out like it was nothing. I was assuming I would have fallen behind or gotten rusty in spots but uhh... suppose not! Turns out if you relentlessly practice at something, regardless of your skill level, it tends to stick with you even after a short break. I'm excited to keep at these and my writing as much as I have been as of late.
Also! Psst! Fun fact but if you zoom in there is a singular gray pixel to be found that is meant to represent Diana...
Category Artwork (Digital) / Macro / Micro
Species Corgi
Size 1600 x 1600px
File Size 62.1 kB
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