"Oh wow Xin, it took you a whole week to draw practically nothing climactic."
YEAH. FUCK YEAH.
NO MORE GOING OUT, NO MORE DEALINGS WITH WOMEN, NO MORE CAR, NO MORE JOB, NO MORE FOOD, FUCK IT
(honestly though, I have my affairs in order, so my production
should increase 10 fold*.)
*expectations projected are subject to being hyperbolesI HAD PLANS GOD DAMNIT, AND I STILL CAN MAKE THEM HAPPEN BUT THIS PAST WEEK HAS BEEN UNPRODUCTIVE-LY DELINQUENT
so i have decided to post what i got so far, bc fuckkkk.
"FLAMES" DESCRIP AND BIOOrange - Original, king pin. He has recently become fucking huge and maniacal. He is NOT what was pictured before, but instead a flaming ball of chaos about 1/8 the size of the second floor and constantly changing shape. Has no other clones.
Red - Aggressive and angry. Red has
12 clones of himself running the huge jungle of a bar/karaoke/casino area of the first floor.
Blue - Calm and indifferent. Blue gives no fucks. He's really intelligent and will calculate what's advantageous for him. Only has
2 clones. One runs the elevator to the second floor.
Green - Obsessed with money and material possessions.
4 clones. All in the slums. All greedy bastards.
