With a big gun.
You're extinct; bitch!
And there's a bunch of dialogue and exposition to go there. Plus a car I couldn't draw in perspective.
Anyway, this was an experiment I ran with my roommate. We went to a coffee shope, me without a script, and tried to make a page every 30 minutes. I got through 3 before we needed to go to the store and then to work.
I hate backgrounds, I hate crowds in backgrounds. Which means, of course, that I need to do them more to get practice at them.
God! I can't believe I wrote this! Ugh. But it's the only thing I've got in production right now and I'm damn well gonna finish it.
Well, we got some more bodies stacking up. Looks like everybody but Mehari had an unhappy ending to their story. And she's not a particularly happy individual.
