Chekhov

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Comic: titled Wednesday the Dog, showing a black pup with pointy ears and a long tail in a smooth coat, with a bit of white on the chest. Text: when I originally posted Wednesday's photos on Instagram and invited people to guess what breed she was, a lot of people were very confident that she was some sort of Shepard. Photos: three photos of the same dog - laying by a window, looking up from under a table, and sadly sitting outside in the rain wearing a Costco dog hoodie Image: a doodle of chekhov wearing a red sweater, holding the dog in their arms. Both are looking up thoughtfully. Text: and I guess I can understand that logic! If you don't know that I live in Japan, or if you're only familiar with western breeds, any dog shaped dog will look like the most popular one near you: for example, the German Shepard. But even though I'm familiar with them, she didn't look like a German Shep to me at all. So out of curiosity and for the sake of keeping tabs on her health... (a big arrow points to a handwritten message with DNA strands) we did a doggo DNA test! (Thank you to Brandy Saltzman for the coupon) And the results are in! She's 100% mutt! Image: chekhov holds up Wednesday simba-style. Wednesday seems happy, and her tongue bleps slightly. Text: or more specifically, a Japanese/Korean Village Dog! It's not really a breed. It just means she's local!
Comic: The title shows a black dog with pointy ears in a green collar, wagging a long tail next to "Wednesday the dog". The comic is split into right and left sides - the left reads "what we were worried about" and the right "1 month later" The first image is a drawing of a puppy cowering in a crate. "She's so shy..." says someone off to the side. "She may never get fully used to people." Next to it is another image that shows her now: jumping up on the owner excitedly as they say "Hi! I've only been gone for 5 minutes!" Another set shows the left image as the dog hiding behind the door, shaking. "She can't even convince herself to go out the door. Maybe walks are too much..." Right next to it is the dog in her harness on a walk. She is standing in a stream and shaking around a piece of something green violently. "Girl, you've killed the moss, good job," says the owner from off-screen. "Let's go home please..." The last panel reads "What we should have worried about" and shows the dog chewing something eagerly while the owner grabs her and reaches into her mouth. "What's in your mouth!" yells the owner. "Don't chew faster, just give it to me!"
Photo: a shorthaired black dog with a long tail and pointed ears. She's wearing a collar and a bright orange harness, standing beside some rocks and staring at something in the distance.
Image: a simply drawn comic titled "Wednesday the dog" Panel 1: Text on top reads "What song is (probably) playing on loop in her head during walks" A black dog with pointy ears and a long tail wearing an orange harness pulls someone along on the leash. She has thought bubbles that read like lyrics: "Climb every mountaaaain~ Fooord every streeeeam~ Eat every bug, and follow every dream~"
Photo: a black mutt puppy in a green collar. Her ears are half floppy, and she has a triangular white mark on her chest. She is sitting on the wooden floor, looking off to the side.
IMG: A simply drawn comic. TITLE: So we got a DOG. Panel 1: two people - Chekhov, who's wearing a red sweater, and their partner, who's wearing a blue sweatshirt, standing next to a table with a brown crate between them. They're both looking at the crate in awe. There's a pair of eyes peeking out of the darkness of the crate itself. "My partner and I recently moved, and have decided to adopt a pup! She's a rescue, about 5 months old. I've had dogs before, but she was incredibly distrustful of us and all people in general at first." Panel 2: A crate covered in a grey towel. The door is open and a small black dog face peeks out nervously. "With rescue dogs, there is something called the 3-3-3 rule for decompression: 3 days of hiding/adjusting. 3 weeks to get used to routine. 3 months to fully settle in. I trusted it, but it seemed unlikely that she would ever stop being such a careful and fearful dog. she was scared of us, of the leash, of doors..."
A photo of a black smooth haired dog with pointed ears. She's laying on a couch facing the photographer.
A b&w comic. A person wakes up, looks at their phone in the dark. 7:00, drawn in red. They close their eyes. Wake up, look again. 7:21. The coffee maker turns on. The clock on the wall says 7:52. Its hands are red. The same person picks up the pot and pours a cup as more time passes on the clock. The cup is set next to a muted tv. On it is a weather map, but instead of clouds and rain symbols, there are red alarm clocks and hourglasses. The TV unmutes: "...a fast time front coming in from the south as the trees are blooming even earlier this year," says the reporter. The screen shows a weekly forecast next. "And over the week, we have some fast time as the busy season at work kicks off, followed by a very slow Wednesday night when the results of the election are expected to come in over the course of two hours, which will feel more like six or even eight--" The TV mutes again. The person leans back in the kitchen chair and sips their coffee. There are no visible clocks.
Image: a photograph of a sign in an alley. It features a simple drawing of a penguin-like charger with the words: PENGUIN. Underneath it reads: "For the nice tomorrow.... DRUG PENGUIN."
image: a simple doodle of senshi from dungeon meshi. the top shows him without his helmet, his face shaded and serious, his eyes darkened by furrowed brows. someone's doodled hands are comically holding his helmet above his head. the next image is when the helmet is slammed down onto his noggin. suddenly the intense serious features are gone, and all you can see through the helmet is the nose, the mustache, and the googly eyes.
A digital manga-like comic: 'Growing up on the Ninth' A silhouette of a child comes running from afar towards a tired-looking woman with a buzz cut, wearing simple Ninth facepaint. She wipes her cheek and looks over as the child screams "AI-GEMMY-KNEE!" Gideon Nav rushes to her, grabbing her pant leg. She looks about seven years old, and her front tooth is prominently missing. "Ith 'appenedh!" she yells. "Zhe 'ooth fairy 'took my 'ooth!" Aiglemene quirks an eyebrow. "What are you on about, child? What tooth fairy?" she demands. Gideon pulls something out of her pocket, presenting it proudly. "Thee 'ook my 'ooth justh 'ike 'arrow thaid! And I go'th thome rockth in re'urn!" Aiglamene does not bother to look amused. "...That's not a--" she begins, before cutting herself off, and looking off in another direction thoughtfully. Her gaze strays to the raised balconies of Castle Drearburgh. Hiding between two of the banisters is a barely visible skull-faced little figure robed in black.
A digital illustration of Gideon Nav from the Locked Tomb series as a pokemon trainer, drawn in a close approximate of Ken Sugimori's style. She is tall and muscled, her back to the viewer but looking back at you over her shoulder with a grin. Her skull face paint is minimal, and she has her typical aviator shades on. She also has slung a Honedge over her shoulder. It is longer than usual and has a dark Ninth House piece of cloth hanging from its pommel. A Cubone peeks out from behind her leg.
A digital portrait of Gideon from The Locked Tomb series done in black and white with manga tones. She is facing right. She has no Ninth House memorabilia, but she is wearing a pair of reflective dark glasses. Her skull face paint is smeared and simple, but she wears a small grin. Her hair is a disheveled mess, a sort of mullet. A part of it is shaved off in a jagged pattern, almost as though someone tried to shave her and failed. Her one visible golden eye is looking back over her shoulder, as though glancing at someone...
A digital portrait of Silas from The Locked Tomb series done in black and white with manga tones. He is facing right. He is a shin, gaunt looking boy with pale skin and equally pale hair. He wears the roman numeral earrings of his house on his cartilage and his lobes. There is no color to his eyes. A simple black cord is worn around his neck.
A digital portrait of "Dulcie" from The Locked Tomb series done in black and white with manga tones. She is facing right. Her hair is pleasantly wavy, and pulled back away from her face, which is a bit gaunt. Despite this, she still smiles. She is wearing a nasal cannula, (which the artist has drawn incorrectly, because it's supposed to hook into the ears but it does not). She wears no house number earrings but she does have one rose earring. Her visible eye, a tone of teal, is looking directly into the camera.
A digital portrait of Palamedes from The Locked Tomb series done in black and white with manga tones. He is facing right. His glasses have a hexagonal shape. He wears simple looking clothes and a black turtleneck covers his neck. He has no earrings. The beginnings of a bears curl along the edges of his jaw, though it has not filled out. His eyes are pleasantly grey.
A digital portrait of Abigail from The Locked Tomb series done in black and white with manga tones. She is facing right. She looks older than the others, and her hair is neatly collected in a loose bun hanging at her neck. Freckles scatter across her cheeks and nose. There is also a tangled crown adorning her head, which twists into itself and forms a subtle V at the forefront.
A digital portrait of Isaac from The Locked Tomb series done in black and white with manga tones. He is facing right. He is clearly in the awkward teenager stage of growth, with his face a little unproportional, but he recovers through other means including his laurel crown and his collar, which is popped and decorated with leaves. He has a cartilage earring shaped like the roman numeral IV, and a nose piercing. There is a hint of eye-shadow on his upper lid.
A digital portrait of Corona from The Locked Tomb series done in black and white with manga tones. She is facing right. Her voluminous hair falls in waves from her brow, but sits prettily under the thin crown she wears. Her collar is ridiculously high, but you can still see her earrings, which resemble Saturn and its rings, which form the hoops. She also sports a little star earring higher up. The only thing more dazzlingly confident than her smile are her eyes, which are a lilac color.
A digital portrait of Judith from The Locked Tomb series done in black and white with manga tones. She is facing right. Her skin is dark, and her hair is pulled back in neat braids. She wears a headpiece that hooks behind her ears, where the metal sitting against the temple forms a roman numeral II. Her cohort uniform collar is seen peeking up. Her eyes are sharp, but she looks slightly tired.
An image of a girl standing tall, her dark braids flying in the wind. She's holding an off-white, six-legged dog in her arms, who is wagging his tail. On the girl's face is a wide smile. Both of them are backlit by a bright blue sky, and tumbling white clouds. The lettering above them reads NONA.
A digital illustration of Gideon Nav and Harrowhark Nonagesimus from the Locked Tomb series. Harrowhark, a thin woman with short cropped hair in skull-like facepaint, is sitting poised on a throne of bones, with Gideon draped casually halfway across her lap. One of her hands is loosely grasping a sword balanced against Gideon's back, and the other is tucked against Gideon's cheek. Her golden eyes peer directly at the viewer, glowering. Gideon is also looking straight at the viewer, though there's an easy and satisfied smile on her face as she curls up against Harrow's legs. Her eyes are black.
A digital triptych of the main types of Necromancy of the Locked Tomb series. The left side is Bone Magic with a darker grey background and a skeleton laid out in a fetal position. From below, an ashy brown hand with dark nails is reaching out to it. The center side depicts Flesh Magic. The background is a saturated red fading into a near magenta. Laid in the same position as the skeleton is a red figure, with muscles stretched across its limbs and ligaments coating the rest. Two hands surround it - one pulling up blood, and another a yellow liquid that looks like fat. The right side is Spirit Magic. The background is an electric blue. The figure, which is in the same pose as the last two, is featureless and blue-white. In the center of its chest is a hole. Its eyes are wide open, looking at the viewer. There is a hand just above the nape of its neck, which is drawing spiritual stringers from the ghost, as though puppetting it.
Excerpt from Gideon the Ninth. "...jaw, the panic in the starless eyes. She pressed her mouth to the place where Harrow's nose met the bone of her frontal sinus, and the sound that Harrow made embarrassed them both."
A memelike image on a white background. Gideon Nav and Palamedes Sextus are both embracing Harrowhark, who hands limply between them, looking very small. Both of them are kissing the side of her head in tandem. The text reads: "WHEN YOU ARE GOD'S PERFECT KILLING MACHINE... BUT YOU ONLY WEIGH 8 LBS AND PEOPLE KEEP PICKING YOU UP AND KISSING YOU."
An image of a girl standing tall, her dark braids flying in the wind. She's holding an off-white, six-legged dog in her arms, who is wagging his tail. On the girl's face is a wide smile. Both of them are backlit by a bright blue sky, and tumbling white clouds. The lettering above them reads NONA.
A comic labeled 'Things That Actually Happened'. John Gaius and Harrowhark sit together He faces her solemnly. "I had a body... and I needed a tomb," he says. "You might know of the body, Harrowhark." Harrow stares at him, the picture of innocence, nevermind the sweat on her brow. "And you will know far better of the tomb." Harrow glances to the side nervously, silent. Just behind John is a window to the space just outside the Mythraem. Standing beside the window, amid the curtains which are for some reason billowing, is a tall woman with wet, ropey hair. She has sunken cheeks and her soaked robes hang off her supple shoulders. She is perhaps, only a figment of Harrow's imagination. "Oh, the tomb that was to be shut forever!" Harrow says, sweating some more. "With the rock that was to be never rolled away! That what was within should remain buried! Insensate, with closed eye and stilled brain. Ah, yes, that tomb!" She is definitely very convincing.
A Locked Tomb comic. In the first panel, Palamedes Sextus and Camilla Hect are looking on from afar as Gideon Nav holds Harrow bridal-style, rather tenderly, while they are both visibly yelling at each other in annoyance. Palamedes leans into Camilla and mutters 'I would like to put both of them in a jar and study them like bugs.' Camilla replies 'Yeah.' A black bar below the panel reads: OVER A YEAR LATER... The next panel is a meme-like image of Camilla with her arms crossed, looking disgruntled. She then throws up her hands in defeat and yells "I GUESS!"
A very skrunkly digital drawing of Harrowhark Nonagesimus, a near murder victim and utterly sleep deprived. Her exoskeleton makes her look extra spikey and her facepaint is smeared. Her hair is growing a big. She clutches a large pot of soup, looking over her shoulder nervously. The text above reads simply: SOUP.
A Gideon the Ninth Comic titled "THINGS I HOPE HAPPENED". Panel: Early morning in the Canaan House. A slightly run-down, open plan room in the breaks of early morning light. A figure stirs behind the bed canopy as birds screech over the ocean. Panel: Harrow, seen as a silhouette through the curtains, sits up and looks quietly at a key she and Gideon have acquired. Panel: Harrow steps into the bathroom to wash up. General sounds of an early morning ritual follow her. She summons a skeleton to wipe down the counter. All the while, Gideon sleeps. Panel: There's a soft click of a shoe heel as Harrow's booted foot draws closer. Panel: Gideon is sleeping.... semi peacefully, curled up in a blanket. Harrow's silhouette looms over her, a bit threateningly.
A black and white comic depicting characters from the Locked Tomb book series. A single black speech bubble sits at the top of the page. "Look." Gideon Nav glances down from behind her sunglasses, at the form of Harrowhark Nonagesimus. She is wreathed in light coming from the curtains behind her, and although her face paint is smeared and there is blood running from her nose, her eyes are dark and clear, and she looks rather beautiful. In one hand she holds a key, but Gideon seems to barely notice this. "At the key, moron, not at me," Harrow snaps in annoyance, holding the key higher. Gideon flips her off, but there are hints of a blush underneath her sunglasses.
A Gideon the Ninth comic. Gideon Nav stands in a darkened hall, arms crossed and brooding about how much she "hates" Harrow. She's been pulled into this nerd contest against her will, and there's nothing to fight, and now the Reverend Daughter is ignoring her. Or at least Gideon thinks that - Harrow has been missing for over a day. Behind Gideon, Palamedes And Camilla kneel by the hatch, inspecting the clues. Palamedes looks at some blood between his fingers. "Intravenous blood," he says. "HER intravenous blood." Gideon starts and glances over. There is a moment of silence as the other two regard her...
A collection of sketches and headshots of Harrow Nonagesimus and Gideon Nav from The Locked Tomb series. 1) Gideon, a butch woman with a strong jawline and a bright smile finger-guns off to the side and exclaims "Hey, Titties!" cheerfully. 2) Harrow, thin and pointy with large dark eyes and even larger bags under them, steeples her begloved fingers together, lost deep in thought. 3) Gideon, winking over her shoulder, either flirting or teasing. You can see a strip of hair that's been shaved behind her ear and around to the back of her head. The nuns once tried to shave her head fully, but did not finish the job. 4) Harrowhark, sharp eyes narrowed, glaring, and heavily lined with what she hopes people will think is smeared eyeliner, though really it's the conglomeration of exhaustion and stress. She nakey, no facepaint. 5) Harrow perched on Gideon's shoulders, using Gideon's hair to steer her around, ratatouille style. Gideon is smiling vapidly.
Illustration of a flowchart. A person thinks of an idea. But, the part where they WOULD write down the idea is transparent, almost invisible. Instead, the arrow points directly to the part where they tell the idea to their friends, and get the social satisfaction! A disembodied brain hovers above the flowchart, thinking "But this is MUCH easier!"
Illustration of a flowchart. A person thinks of an idea. Then, they write down the idea as best they can. Then, they show their written idea to their friends, and get the social satisfaction! A disembodied brain hovers above the flowchart, thinking "Hmmm, this is good..."
Gideon Nav and Harrowhark Nonagesimus from the Locked Tomb. Harrow is straddling Gideon, who is laying down, a la 'Makeup Lesbians' meme. In contrast to the original meme, Harrow is scowling angrily as she puts traditional face paint on Gideon. Gideon is similarly angry, flipping Harrow off from below, though she is not protesting her position.
A digital illustration of the monster from Critical Role's third campaign, Bells Hells, which was met during the episodes that takes place in Molaesmyr. It depicts the elk-monster which is seen on a black and white background, with broken trees framing it. Eerie black and reddish oozes drip from the trees' broken branches, which curl up like fingers. Between them stalks the elk creature - white of fur, with multiple hooved legs walking in chaotic tandem and two larger humanoid arms which drag on the ground behind it. Its antlers branch like a capillary system pulled from a body, each node ending on a swollen bud. It has no eyes nor nose nor mouth.
A digital Mighty Neintales AU (pokemon crossover) comic in the manga style. An independent speech bubble: "So what am I to call you, then...?" Caleb, Beauregard with her Mankey on her back, Jester with her Cleffa on her head, Molly and Fjord stand in the lineup, thinking. Molly spins a wooden pokeball on the tip of his finger. "Well, we've done a lot of cool things..." Jester says. "Like... we defeated that Greninja that everyone thought was a Seismitoad." A panel flashes back to the team facing off against a huge frog pokemon. Panel: An older dark-skinned man with a shock of white hair, holding a tiny shiny Spritzee. "And we helped Shakaste clear out the nest of Mightyenna," Jester continues. "So it needs to be something ree-ah-lly awersome." "The... awesome?" Beau suggests. "The strong?" says Fjord. "The Mighty," offers Molly. "The Nein," says Caleb. "Are there even nine of us...?" asks Nott the Mawile from below. "That sounds about right," one of them answers.
A digital illustration done in the style of Steven Universe. A long bridge stretches out across the water, leading to a tall structure that looks like a skyscraper with twin waterfalls rushing down its front, to either side of the entrance. In the distance, towers spiral up and out of the water, each of them ending in a giant white fan. Sunk into the horizon is a huge yellow sun or a planet that is so enormous that it takes up nearly half of the sky. Bracketed by its light, figures can be seen crossing the bridge - two figures of Lapis Lazuli are just landing on the bridge. Up ahead, a smaller figure of a Sapphire and her Pearl are strolling towards the skyscraper.
A digital fanart of a fanmade character in the universe of Calorum, from the Ravening War/Crown of Candy. It is a mushroom person, with a large cap with gills that sits like a hat on their head. They wear a plain potato-bag brown robe, which is held up by a waist die, from which several potions hang. They balance a large stick with one hand and glare off to the side a bit distrustfully. The bottom left corner reads: Tina Pholio.
A digital comic Panel 1: A crowd of simplified grey-faced people are happily carrying a Content Creator character (wearing a red sweater) up, crowdsurfing style. "Woo, content!" one yells. "We love this content!" "This is better than the original, omggg" and other shouts of praise fill the background. "Haha, wow thank you guys... I'm glad you like it, but there's no need to--oops, okay...!" the creator says nervously. Panel 2: In the background, among the ground, a golden stand with the words PEDESTAL appear in the distance. This is clearly where the creator is headed. "W-wait, hold on..." they say, now nervously. "You're not planning to put me on that pedestal, are you? I don't wanna be up there...!" The crowd ignores them, continuing to crowdsurf them along. "The most amazing content forever," they continue to cheer. "If you ever stop, I'm gonn kill--" the rest of the speech bubble is cut off, but you can make assumptions.
A digital comic. "The difference between chimp and human DNA is less than 1.2%" reads the first line. We see two profiles - human and chimp, between a helix dna strand design. Panel 2: A girl with dark hair sitting and reading a book. "And yet a chimp can not learn language the way a human can." Panel 3: A woman with glasses in front of a blackboard with formulas on it. "Can not understand mathematics or solve equations." Panel 4: An illustration of a solar system with rings of planets around it. "Can not know the complexities of theoretical physics." Panel 5: A hawk, looking off to the side. "Animals are talented in many ways we can never hope to achieve..." The last space is empty and white. Text reads: "...but we ultimately live in two very different worlds."
A digital comic. The top text reads: Coming to work this morning... A yellow honda pulls into a parking lot. A thought bubble from the car reads "Ah, it snowed and I can't see the parking lot lines under the snow at all... that's fine. I park here all the time and I can probably just wing it." A person inside the car is shown, clutching the wheel. Their tongue sticks out a bit out of their mouth as they squint in concentration. "Just gotta line it up with that tree..." they think. "...perfect." SEVERAL HOURS LATER The same person is walking out of the building. "Hey, they snow's all melted!" Suddenly, their expression drops and their face darks in horrified realization. "I parked between the lines but..." The last panel shows the yellow car in the lot, directly on top of the center line. It is surrounded by the cars of the parents who came to pick up their kids from school. VERDICT: YTA reads the last text box.
A greyscale digital illustrating that uses tones, like a manga. In the middle is White Diamond! Steven from the White Diamond Steven Universe AU. He's wearing a suit with roses on it, and a black fuzzy boa draped over his shoulders, looking very much like a mob boss. Balanced on the knee he has propped up is a pokeball. At his feet is an Absol. Directly behind his chair is a Marowak, a Togekiss and a Gardevoir. Hiding just behind his leg is a Carbink. All the pokemon look vaguely threatening, except for the Togekiss, which is smiling a small and creepy knowing smile.
A digital comic in a manga style: The Mighty Neintales. Faded speech bubbles: "Don't arouse suspicion, but did you hear all that coin hit the table, Caleb?" "I did. It's on the table, though, so I think on the table it will stay." Panel 1: Jester, a tiefling wearing a cloak, slams both fists down onto a wooden table. "Hey, are you a pokemon trainer?" On the other side of the table, Caleb, who is dressed in a dirty coat, flinches back. He is holding a Skitty, who appears unamused. Beside him, Nott the Mawile cowers, pulling her mask up over her face. Panel 2: Caleb nervously tugs at his scarf, avoiding eye contact. "Ah, that is not the word I would use--" The Skitty on his lap makes a 'mrrt' sound. Panel 3, 4: "I have a pokemon too!!" Jester adds. "Your Skitty is so cute! And your--" She hesitates, looking at Nott. "This is a Pokemon, right...? I swear I heard her talk just a second ago!" Nott leans back nervously.
A digital greyscale comic depicting Critical Role's 2nd campaign characters. Panel 1: Essek Thelyss, a long-earned drow elf in a thick fur-lined coat stares off into the middle distance ponderingly while he speaks. "I do know that there are many powerful sites within these ruins..." he says. "And I'd be curious to see what a beacon could accomplish in these spaces. If such an object were to be found and channeled and unlocked in ways that we have not even possibly considered..." Panel 2: He looks up, face flushed in concentrated excitement. "--think of the possibilities of how we could manipulate the fabric of time!" he says. "Not just forwards. The ability to perhaps undo mistakes!"
A digital illustration depicting fanart of two characters from Critical Role's EXU:Calamity series. This setup is heavily based on The Creation of Adam by Michelangelo, and mirrors it. Asmodeus is placed in the left, upper position. He is floating wreathed by demons, wearing a silken whiteish cloth about his waist. His mouth is painted with a beautific smile as he reaches a hand down to Xerxus, a human paladin clad in navy blues and shining silver armor. The man is reaching back for Asmodeus, as though begging him to follow. In his free hand he clutches a golden sword, which is corroding away almost to the hilt. In the background is a complex mosaic similar to the style of that of the EXU Calamity portraits.
A digital comic depicting a scene from Critical Role's 2nd campaign. Panel 1: Veth the halfling is stepping back from her husband, Yeza, muttering "...here, I'll just... I'll just show you. Off to the side is a narration from the player, Sam, that reads: I'll drop the pell. Panel 2: Yeza's eyes widen a bit as he watches the magic of the illusion drop. The shadow of a long ear falls over his face. Panel 3: Veth has become Nott once more. Her long goblin ears are droopy, and her large glowing eyes are sad and weighed down. Yeza visibly startles.
A collection of three messy sketches of Caleb, a slightly haunted-looking gaunt man with long hair tied back in a ponytail, holding Frumpkin the cat in his arms in various poses. The first one is Caleb holding him up under the armpits. "Listen to me." he says. "This is of Dire. Importance. He must trust me. I need access to those spells." The second sketch is of Caleb bringing Frumpkin closer to his face, one hand now supporting the cat's rump. Frumpkin looks away deliberately, appearing uninterested. "We cannot mess this up, do you understand?" Caleb demands. The third sketch is of Caleb cuddling Frumpkin close, pressing him up against his body. The cat tolerates this, but looks crinkled. "You must be careful..." Caleb mutters into his ears. "You must be charming... You can do that, can't you? Act normal. Just act normal...." It's unclear whether Caleb is talking to the cat familiar or to himself.
Continuing to stare, Essek softly says "....hello there." The cat leans in to sniff him, which initially causes the other to pull back, startled. But then it nuzzles under Essek's chin, purring. It stretches out languidly on top of Essek's open book and flops over in front of him. Essek doesn't move at first, but eventually gives in and delivers a very gentle scritch to the cat's rear end, looking a bit embarrassed.
A digital Critical Role Comic. The first panel shows a sparsely decorated room. Essek and Caleb are at a plain table. The drow explains a spell while Caleb writes. "Ah yes, this one..." Essek says. "I had a feeling it may be somewhat familiar to you." "I recognize this pattern," replies Caleb. "This is the magic inherent to the Beacon?" "One of them. It does require a pearl as part of the components." "To offset the energy requirement?" Caleb inquires, fingers searching over the lines of notes. "Not quite. It's a stabilizer, in fact. Though you may not have enough ink to make note of that." A panel shows an empty ink pot nearby. "Ah, I have more." Caleb is seem standing up and walking behind Essek. "Just a moment please."
A digital illustration of the original members of the Mighty Nein. Jester Lavorre is holding Kiri, who is saying 'WELCOME TO THE MIGHTY NEIN'. Beauregard stands beside her, arms crossed but smirking. Mollymauk is draped over Beau's shoulders, looking down with a smile. Nott is peeking over Jester's other shoulder. Beside her is Caleb Widogast, also offering a nervous smile. In the back are Fjord, who looks uncertain, and Yasha, who looks politely interested.
A red-toned digital illustration of a rocky, desert-like landscape. It feels like a screenshot from a videogame. In the sky, a huge Red Eye from Steven Universe hangs like a falling sun. Strong wind sweeps across the sky. In the corner there is a stone-carved hand half-buried in the sand. Center stage is a small figure - Steven - head bowed low and arms shielding his face as he tries to push through the red storm, advancing.
A piece of digital Undertale fanart. A small child in a green and yellow striped sweater stands against a blank black background, holding a stick. Their hair falls away from their face just enough to reveal a single red eye. Below them are only three options: FIGHT, ACT and ITEM. The MERCY option is missing.
A small square digital art of a scene from Undertale. A little goat boy sits in front of a small patch of yellow flowers, staring at the piece of sunlight that nourishes them in the darkness. Behind him stands a child in a striped sweater. The caption above them reads: "Don't you have anything better to do...?"