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Alright, one more Living Dead Doll for now. The Lost, drawn two nights ago. Really happy with how she came out. When I started her, it had been about two years since the last one I did, and I fretted to myself, what it it wasn't as cute as they were before? But actually, I think I got slightly better. Imagine that. One thing is I am glad I look more time on the background. Its still really simple and more of a suggestion but far more realized than the rushed ones I did on almost all the previous twenty. That's also why I did a much more involved one on Purdy. Compositionally, The Lost just came together really nicely.

She is primarily based on the Resurrection version of The Lost, but I kept her dolly the original design (the res version doll looks like a nun? to me and it's confusing). The bow on her original was also light pink, so I changed that color on this dress to tie back to that.

ᴺᵒᵗ ᵃ ⁿᵃᵐᵉ ᵒʳ ᵃ ʰᵒᵐᵉ, ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃⁿᵈᵉʳˢ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ. ᶜᵒˡᵈ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃʳʳⁱᵛᵃˡ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʷⁱⁿᵗᵉʳ'ˢ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᶠʳᵒˢᵗ, ᵂᵉ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ʰᵉʳ ⁱⁿˢⁱᵈᵉ, ᴬⁿᵈ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ʰⁱᵈᵉ. ˢʰᵉ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʳᵉᵃᵗᵘʳᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵏⁿᵒʷⁿ ᵃˢ ᵀʰᵉ ᴸᵒˢᵗ.

Description
Alright, one more Living Dead Doll for now. The Lost, drawn two nights ago. Really happy with how she came out. When I started her, it had been about two years since the last one I did, and I fretted to myself, what it it wasn't as cute as they were before? But actually, I think I got slightly better. Imagine that. One thing is I am glad I look more time on the background. Its still really simple and more of a suggestion but far more realized than the rushed ones I did on almost all the previous twenty. That's also why I did a much more involved one on Purdy. Compositionally, The Lost just came together really nicely.

She is primarily based on the Resurrection version of The Lost, but I kept her dolly the original design (the res version doll looks like a nun? to me and it's confusing). The bow on her original was also light pink, so I changed that color on this dress to tie back to that.

ᴺᵒᵗ ᵃ ⁿᵃᵐᵉ ᵒʳ ᵃ ʰᵒᵐᵉ, ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃⁿᵈᵉʳˢ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ. ᶜᵒˡᵈ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃʳʳⁱᵛᵃˡ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʷⁱⁿᵗᵉʳ'ˢ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᶠʳᵒˢᵗ, ᵂᵉ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ʰᵉʳ ⁱⁿˢⁱᵈᵉ, ᴬⁿᵈ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ʰⁱᵈᵉ. ˢʰᵉ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʳᵉᵃᵗᵘʳᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵏⁿᵒʷⁿ ᵃˢ ᵀʰᵉ ᴸᵒˢᵗ.