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Head, meet desk. This is the ink madness that killed the Doodle Dump 2 page. It's from spring break, back when I was trapped on a plane from Japan to Texas. Joy of joys, my sketchpad came to rescue me, and I spent the entire trip doing the pencil work for this. (Once we reached Houston, I almost attacked the baggage retrieval so I could find my luggage and dig out my pens before I left.) Everything was fine and dandy. I even had a frickin' title for this thing, and I NEVER have titles ready.

Then I realized, rather abruptly, that I simply LOATHED the guy's design here. I hate it. Hate hate hate HATE it. He has a slight resemblence to an old friend of mine, mainly the hair style, and it just hit all my hate buttons. Not to mention I discovered I am spatially retarded. So the project was scrapped. A pity, really--I still like Chavela's design here, and the general set-up. Later I might try to redraw it, but at the moment, this picture just doesn't satisfy me at all.

The story behind it (for anyone bored) is that Chavela is a girl who has a curse of seeing spirits. It's not nearly as exciting as it sounds; the only spirits that have the pure emotional power to hold themselves to earth are those that are enraged are heartbroken, and the only way for them to cling to earth is to constantly relive whatever event tied them there. As a result, they don't experience reality the way they should, and Chavela hasn't been able to successfully tune it out completely. Whenever a spook comes by, her sense of reality turns to silly putty, and she gets sick. Therefore, she's become almost agoraphobic in her efforts to avoid all unnatural presences, and loud heavy metal tends to block out the rest.

Enter Dion, a spook who claims passionately that he isn't dead. Since the only thing he remembers about himself is his name, he has no great rage or pain tying him to the world, and therefore, he doesn't have any adverse effect on Chavela. A year and a half of aimless wandering has made him desperate for any social interaction he can get, and Chavela is the only person he's met who can see or hear him. He doesn't care how badly his presence annoys her, only that he finally has someone to discuss football and music with.

My brother kicked me off the scanner, so that's all for the moment.

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Head, meet desk. This is the ink madness that killed the Doodle Dump 2 page. It's from spring break, back when I was trapped on a plane from Japan to Texas. Joy of joys, my sketchpad came to rescue me, and I spent the entire trip doing the pencil work for this. (Once we reached Houston, I almost attacked the baggage retrieval so I could find my luggage and dig out my pens before I left.) Everything was fine and dandy. I even had a frickin' title for this thing, and I NEVER have titles ready.

Then I realized, rather abruptly, that I simply LOATHED the guy's design here. I hate it. Hate hate hate HATE it. He has a slight resemblence to an old friend of mine, mainly the hair style, and it just hit all my hate buttons. Not to mention I discovered I am spatially retarded. So the project was scrapped. A pity, really--I still like Chavela's design here, and the general set-up. Later I might try to redraw it, but at the moment, this picture just doesn't satisfy me at all.

The story behind it (for anyone bored) is that Chavela is a girl who has a curse of seeing spirits. It's not nearly as exciting as it sounds; the only spirits that have the pure emotional power to hold themselves to earth are those that are enraged are heartbroken, and the only way for them to cling to earth is to constantly relive whatever event tied them there. As a result, they don't experience reality the way they should, and Chavela hasn't been able to successfully tune it out completely. Whenever a spook comes by, her sense of reality turns to silly putty, and she gets sick. Therefore, she's become almost agoraphobic in her efforts to avoid all unnatural presences, and loud heavy metal tends to block out the rest.

Enter Dion, a spook who claims passionately that he isn't dead. Since the only thing he remembers about himself is his name, he has no great rage or pain tying him to the world, and therefore, he doesn't have any adverse effect on Chavela. A year and a half of aimless wandering has made him desperate for any social interaction he can get, and Chavela is the only person he's met who can see or hear him. He doesn't care how badly his presence annoys her, only that he finally has someone to discuss football and music with.

My brother kicked me off the scanner, so that's all for the moment.