She woke up oh god oh god please don't kill me aaaaaand she likes the clothes. Okay, so we're not dead yet, that's a good start.
Let's call this little wanker darling Sarah.
She woke up oh god oh god please don't kill me aaaaaand she likes the clothes. Okay, so we're not dead yet, that's a good start.
Let's call this little wanker darling Sarah.
>So Sarah, how do you spend your weekends?
E: Augh didn't see page 3.
> Come here often?
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Sarah is too busy listening to some mad beats by Hoodie Allen to pay attention to your elementary questions. Why don't we head back to Rep...
We'll probably have to wait a bit until we get anything done. Why don't we take a look at another important character in the meantime?
>New character: Be so cool, the fires of Hell die down when you walk near them.
Ah, this looks like a nice normal fellow. Who is... Delivering mail. In Hell. Damnit, that should make sense and yet it doesn't.
Back on topic. This fellow is _____, and he is delivering mail. He already seems to be decked out in some pretty fly dreads (that's how you kids talk these days, right?). That hat, though... Maybe a different color?
>Fletcher Roydon
>No that hat is perfect keep it
I got about four or five pictures for the next update, which should be sometime in the next few hours. I just got finished up with new character images so that I can just copy and paste them in unimportant scenes. I seriously don't know why I didn't do this to begin with.
This young man's name is FLETCHER. He is a MAILMAN for SATAN, although he doesn't quite understand why as he's in HELL and Satan is PSYCHIC. Anyways, you have a variety of INTERESTS, such as HATS and WOMEN. You have a particular disdain for LARGE PACKAGES, mostly because of the SEXUAL EUPHEMISMS that most recipients make upon receiving it. You typically KILL these people in HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE WAYS.
Also, I will be TALKING like THIS from now on.
Anyways, you have just arrived at the designated location to hand over this package to an IMP, who will in turn deliver it to it's final location. Usually you will take it directly to the recipient, but this one has opted to remain ANONYMOUS.
You are now BORED.
For future commands, use [F] for Fletcher, [S] for Sarah, and [R] for Rep.
Sarah has a random urge to DANCE. This isn't too out of the usual; when PREPARING FOR GLADIATORIAL COMBAT, she often does weird dances to ready her muscles. Although she isn't preparing for combat, and as such she is just acting STUPID for NO REASON.
Meanwhile, Fletcher is CONCOCTING a PLAN to find out where the Imp is going. He then plans to KILL THE IMP and then DELIVER THE PACKAGE himself. Then possibly KILL THE RECIPIENT.
But first, he needs a CLEVER DISGUISE. This should do.
Rep, meanwhile...
... Still has BRAIN DAMAGE. You really SCREWED UP by making the floor open up beneath him, didn't you? Oh well, he is now looking for a man named DENNIS for some reason.
Stop making me want to draw Rep having horrific TACO HELL BOWEL MOVEMENTS. Those things are DEADLY and I really don't want to DRAW IT.