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Hi Everyone! I Had Some Fun News To Share. I Appeared In A Local Magazine Where I Talked About My Experience



Hi everyone! I had some fun news to share. I appeared in a local magazine where I talked about my experience with BattleBots and robot combat! Figured I'd share the article here so you could read it if you like!
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If you make two separate pieces for one day is that allowed because i accidentally did both prompts separately for day 2
That is perfectly fine! Just tag them like normal
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THIS IS AWESOME, GO READ IT!


Questions on Freedom
Page 1 & 2
Next page -> (coming whenever i feel like it)
SO. i dunno what i'm doing. just wanted to get this idea out of my head haha. it won't be long or anything, just a (relatively) short comic. anywaysss traumatized vanessa is so real
Behold this amazing rendition of my "Vanny returns" prompt
Vanny comes back (full prompt here)
Did You Miss Me?
It was supposed to be over. They’d defeated the villain, they’d saved everyone under the monster’s control, and they had fought for and earned their happy ending.
But that wasn’t how the world worked.
A dizzy spell swept over Vanessa while she was flipping pancakes. Catching herself on the counter, she tried to breathe through it. She closed her eyes and fought back a surge of nausea. She’d been doing just fine a minute ago—though she’d woken up with a minor headache. Nothing to be concerned about.
Setting her spatula down and turning off the griddle, she pressed her palm to her forehead. Her heart was pounding uncomfortably hard in her chest.
Her vision blurred and went spotty. Concerned that she was about to faint, Vanessa slid down the cabinets to sit on the kitchen floor. Her thoughts started to come more and more sluggishly, until her worry was deeply buried in brain fog. A sense of peace swept in on the heels of the silence in her head.
She closed her eyes again for a long moment as her body readjusted and settled, and when she opened them, there was a coldness in her green irises.
Vanny stood up.
Examining the empty kitchen, she cracked her neck and went looking for the knife block.
• • •
Gregory looked up from his phone at a knock on his bedroom door.
“Pancakes are ready!” Vanessa called through it.
“Coming!” To Freddy, he texted, Gotta go eat, see you guys soon!
He waited just long enough to get an acknowledgement before hopping off his bed and going to the door.
To his surprise, Vanessa was waiting in the hall for him. He’d barely gotten the door all the way open when she moved suddenly. If he’d been anyone else, she’d have been too fast for him to even think of reacting.
But a month of safety and security hadn’t robbed him of his street-rat reflexes. He lunged away from her, sacrificing his shoulder to the doorframe for the sake of getting into the hallway. He knew better than to be cornered.
The gleaming blade of a knife missed him by less than an inch.
Shock nearly froze him in place, but the insincere smile and hardened eyes were familiar in the worst way. They told him everything he needed to know.
“Vanny,” he whispered, backing up as she turned toward him.
Her smile widened into something deranged. “Aw, you remember me! Did you miss me, Gregory?” She expertly twirled her knife in a way Vanessa had never been able to replicate. “I missed you, y’know—but don’t worry. I’ll aim better next time!”
She rushed at him, laughing, and it was so easy to fall back into this song and dance that it almost hurt. He dodged her and mocked her and pissed her off until she slipped up—but only after she landed a thin slice across his cheek and the bridge of his nose—and then he ran. He ran and ran and ran, and she didn’t follow.
Not right away.
That night, Gregory looked down at a grinning Vanny from the top of the stairs in the pizzaplex lobby and knew in his heart that the loophole to save Vanessa the first time would not work again.