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Your description works fine! I'll get to it. :wink:

And thank you!! I'm very glad you like the style. :blush:

Ahhh, thank you for the compliments! It literally puts a big ol' smile to my face. :blush: (and I absolutely do not mind drawing your bird boy :ok_hand:)

And right now, I don't have a comic on Tapas (although I would really love to post one some day!). I've never experimented with comics before save for the simple ones I did for school projects, but I'm really hoping to get one out there soon! :smiley:

You needn’t thank me for that :heart:
I see, but if you ever decide to post here something don’t doubt to note me, I would love to see it!!

If you do characters from novels, I'd appreciate it if you could find the time to illustrate a character from my novel.

Alex Kenedy:
Hair: black, short, VERY little stubble
Body: very little muscle mass/ skinny
Skin: light
Hight: 5 feet, 11 inches
Eyes: brown

Ooo another of this thread type :smiley: I'll request my other character this time, Alex!





Here's a dump of reference pictures xD I've drawn the hair a bunch of different ways, so any is fine~ I guess the only pertinent information is that he's a (weak) water mage.

Should I, should I, should I...?

...I'm gonna wait for now. I just got awesome art of one of my characters, so I'm gonna let others have their turn.

I'll wait for now. Other people should have their chance. Maybe once they're all done, and IF you still have time, there's a character I'd love to see drawn. :smiley:

I'm curious to see your take on Dr. Gaul's description in my dystopian action novel Last of the Ghost Lions. You'll have to PM me when you post it.

The first time Juno met Dr. Isabelle Gaul was in junior high, when the doctor had come as a guest speaker on the subject of eugenics. In her face and figure, Dr. Gaul resembled the other teachers: broad, round-faced, thin schoolmistress glasses, graying hair styled into a bun atop the back of her head. Apart from that, she looked like the leader of a foreign country, hands always behind her back as she marched up and down the auditorium stage, dressed in a white knee-length achkan jacket that blazed under the lights.

Dr. Gaul’s fat, towering school matron appearance hadn’t changed in twenty years, and neither had her choice of long white frock coats, nor her penchant for gold: she was covered in it, from her buttons, to her rings, to the rims of her shaving razor eyeglasses. The hair was still blonde with streaks of gray, and there were stress lines around her tiny, squinting eyes. It was as if the woman had stopped aging at fifty.

She greeted Juno with a warm smile, an infectiously musical laugh, and a handshake that could crush every bone in her hand if she wanted. Juno appraised the woman at over two hundred fifty pounds, and maybe more than half of it was muscle.