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Sep 2024

I only have two lol and I don't have any art of them because they've only been in the story in passing, but here is the clip of the one who has already debuted (she's not a natural blonde.)


The forecast hadn’t said rain. I’m going to get soaked through, and I’m so irrationally angry I want to spit - hugging my arms against the damp cold leeching its way into my bones. Familiar misery holds out one hand, and with the other, it reels in more clouds, thicker still, just to be clear that there’s no chance of the sun coming out any time today. I scan the skyline, my eyes burning in my head - soul wavering on the verge of abandoning this whole ordeal - if that’s even an option.

“Excuse me, big sister,” I turn to see a young Asian girl, even smaller than me, about fifteen, with bleached-blonde hair and a big, duckling yellow umbrella tapping my arm, "Are you heading to the mall?”

I let my expression soften, as I shrug, apologetically “No - a little building just behind it, The Precioso Veggera Foundation’s Washington DC office.”

“I know it,” the girl smiles a little bashfully. “I can walk you there if you like. It’s not far.”

Something about the cute, shy way she offers, evaporates my frustration, and I accept. It’s about five minutes from the station to the mall across the street, and from there, just around the corner to the little office where I’m supposed to meet with Mrs. King for my interview with the agent, Ms. Carmichael. The girl talks the whole way, little, meaningless statements like “Watch your step, big sister. These puddles are deeper than they look. Don’t I wish people would pick up their garbage - the sidewalks get so dirty.”

She sounds so much like a little old woman that I can’t help laughing a bit to myself, as she leaves me under the overhang by the front door printed showily with that same blue-green elephant.

“Thanks,” I smile. The small face looks up at me sweetly, with an expression that reminds me of Mrs. Moon.

“It’s no bother. I like walking in the rain,” then she hesitates and says in a shy, kiddish way, “Don’t look so sad, okay?”


Tbh, most of my characters are pocs, and though some of us are blonde, it's pretty rare

In Terra Prima there are three so far:

Breeze

Paloma

Shadow Seven

And in Grandma's Hometown (a short halloween comic I drew a while back) there is one:

Rika

I don’t think I have any naturally blonde females… :thinking: but Chrysanthemum has her hair dyed blonde and pink in the pages she appears in August.
Her hair is naturally black.

Here is an old and more cartoony version of the blonde girl character that I´m drawing

In my entire cast of characters, I only have a single blonde haired woman!? More so, she's only 1 of 2 blonde (human) characters I have! Anyway, meet Tordis, a Buntha Raider. We briefly see her in Chapter 01 and she'll play a more prominent role in the upcoming 3rd Chapter

Ohh I have quite a lot :smiley: Form 6,75, we have Ellie (on the left):

Karil (on the right):

Maya:

And Lucia:

And in my upcomic webcomic there's Lidia. She doesn't have a lot of drawings yet :smiley:

8 days later

I have a number of blonde ladies in my comic, POW! Right in the Nostalgia. All of them related to each other.
Below are the "main three" most often seen in the comic...

My main OC, Charlotte...a lady hugely into pop culture stuff as she runs a comics and collectible shop full of the stuff...

Her younger (and taller) sister, Allison...a martial arts expert and coffee shop employee.

Their Aunt Sheryl, who was once a hugely popular model turned businesswoman of her own modeling business (and looks way younger than her age would suggest)...

27 days later