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HAPPY NEW YEAR! (Patreon)

Published:
2018-01-01 08:00:01
Edited:
2018-09-09 18:13:51
Imported:
2021-11

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Somehow Rick2Tails is celebrating this chronometric event with two ladies from the Saga.  Zandar is not easily impressed.

This Doodle was arranged ahead of time, which I ordinarily would not allow .. but considering the time-specific holiday theme, it pretty much had to be up today .. let's just not make this sort of thing a habit.

Welcome to 2018.  Put your Doodle requests in the comments below.

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Simone Spinozzi

Nah, enjoy some free money from me and happy new year!

Rick2tails

thanks so much! I love it!

Walter Reimer

Doodle idea: The Evil Doktor Nafarious, from "Bicycles Don't Bathe." He's a tall rat with fog-gray fur, a monocle on his right eye and a dueling scar on his left cheek. Costume concept is based on this: <a href="https://www.historicalemporium.com/store/vict_mens_47.php" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">https://www.historicalemporium.com/store/vict_mens_47.php</a>

Anonymous

For a soon to come episode: the Lady Benita Todhunter, a near-sighted vixen often without her glasses. For the following text, assume she has her pince nez on a chain over her shoulder. "On one of the chaises, a vixen was bent over nearly double. She didn't seem to be in any sort of distress, though; rather, she was gripping a stylus very close to its point, and was rapidly making notations on a stiff card that I recognized (from the earlier scrum) as a dance card. She was writing far too much, however, to be penning in names of fictitious mels, a dodge I've heard about. In point of fact, she was turning the card over this way and that, trying to fit in words. She was on the young side, and the dress she wore was of good quality. It wasn't being worn in a way, however, that showed it, or her, to full advantage. For one thing, one of the straps was twisted into a helix. For another, even given the fact that I was steps away, and the light was dim, I could see that she had a scattering of ink-spots on the dress. Last, and by no means least, her head-fur and brush bore signs that while they may have been brushed, the individual hairs each had a mind of its own, and weren't conducive to discipline."