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Guzzi The Goose (COMMS OPEN)
@guzzi-lucas.bsky.social
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Traditional artist, I love spiderman, daredevil, berserk, gorillaz, fullmetal alchemist, and a few other things!

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DO IT DO IT DO IT
April 9, 2025 at 4:16 PM
guzzi-lucas.bsky.social
Scanner de impressora doméstica geralmente perde esses tons mais claros, sei que não vale muito a pena pra todo rascunho, mas se algum dia ce precisar escanear algo mais claro tenta ir em gráfica, os scanners deles talvez deem conta. As minhas aquarelas eu fiz isso
April 3, 2025 at 5:34 PM
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March 27, 2025 at 8:37 PM
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Thank you for the share! ^w^ I’m Pat, I do character design and illustrations (I swear Sonic fanart is not all I can do, even though past 2 months of my posts might say otherwise 😅)
Two characters stand back to back against a black background. Up front, on one knee, is a brown skinned half-elf in a fine black-and-white attire with a high collar and silver accents, wielding a green whip mid-swing. His eyes are hidden behind round tinted glasses matching the whip’s bright colour. Behind him stands a slender, pale elven woman in a white expressionless mask with golden rim, wielding a rapier. Her wide red cape merges into the background, creating a backdrop for the half-elf. A waist-up portrait of a smiling doll-like warforged, with bright yellow eyes and short, dark hair curled in 1920s aesthetic. He’s wearing a yellow puffy feathery cape exposing his neck and shoulders in a seductive manner. Daybreak. Knuckles the Echidna is standing guard between the sunlit columns as usual: arms crossed, eyes shut in an almost meditative manner… despite the efforts of a blue chao sitting on his head. A lighter chao floating next to them looks shockingly at the audacity of its friend. Night. A light through the open door is lighting part of the study: some scattered papers, a wooden talisman in the shape of a wolf’s bust with abandoned on the floore, and a black werewolf standing half perched on the desk in front of the open window. His head and right arm, leaning on the windowsill, are solid black shapes against the clear sky, the round burning yellow eyes being the only visible feature. A full moon can be seen in the upper left corner of the window.
March 27, 2025 at 7:51 PM
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A tattered book cover with the title ‘The Henchmen’s Guide, an observation in staying alive’ On it is the sparse red Australian outback. The horizon of the red plain is long flat and without a single tree. Above it is a pale grey dusk sky with a few thin gold and orange tinged clouds. In the middle of the landscape, on an outback road, a young man flees for his life as he is pursued by a woman in punk attire who seems to be enjoying the chase a little too much. Their shadows are stark below them, and while the young man's shadow is a normal reflection of his physical self, the women’s is that of a huge werewolf with an open jaw and long teeth stretched open above the shadow of the fleeing young man. It’s hard to convince yourself that everything is going to be ok in the face of someone like Sloan. Theo had tried to put up the arrogant front of a deeply unimpressed teenager, however his failure was evident in her shades, where he could see the reflection of his own uncertainty in his eyes. They watched the face of the predators before him with a primal calculation gear towards survival. Her smile was the foremost object of disturbance. It was distinctly wrong. A little too wide and crowded with jaggard hyena-like teeth. It could, arguably, hold a candle to the definition of a maw. The fact that her skin was scored with a hash of pale scars didn’t help the impression either, it told the story of someone not easily dissuaded from any given intention. All this set in the backdrop of a mane of black hair with webs of silver that Theo himself still had decades to possess. She raised one eyebrow behind her shades. Theo noted it too, and smoked his joint with a sinking feeling. Even in the bright, safe light of the beach they stood on, Theo estimated that he was the nameless victim in the prologue of a horror. If only he was so lucky. This is not in fact the prologue, this is chapter one and he is the P.O.V. A humorous illustration of the trio from ‘The Henchmen’s Guide’, in which Sloan, shifted into a huge horse sized werewolf, reminiscent of a black wolf hound cross borzoi, lays the front half of her body over her two henchmen, thus trapping them. Theo is enraged by this. He is a young man in a pink shirt with gold dreadlocks, who is laying on his back and trying to bench press one of Sloan muscular forearms off him. Not only is this not working, despite his teeth gritting effort, but according to Sloan’s gaze, which is directed elsewhere, and her causal smile, she doesn’t seem to be at all hindered by him. Miles is next to Theo. He has long dark hair, a patterned aqua green grandpa sweater and a side eyed smirk directed at Theo. Miles is unbothered by Sloan lying on him, given his body language. He is both used to Sloan and amused by Theo’s rebellion to all authority. Theo and Miles were doomed by a fried egg, and in a way this is an illustration of that egg. Its brown shell cracked open and dropping out of its opaque center falls two sunny orange young men in their early twenties; they are the hue of an egg yolk in every sense including their clothes. From within a glossy glop of descending albumen they reach for each other because they know if they hold onto each other they won’t break. Miles, a young man in his early 20’s with a slender figure and a handsome face, tumbles lowest, his hips and legs rolling over his chest, his long hair trailing up from his fall and his expression wide eyed, ready and hopeful in the face of Theo, whose forearm he has gripped just above Theo’s various bracelets. In turn Theo, also a young man in his twenties with a strong compact body, a soft torso and blunt squarish face, looks down at Miles with an expression of sureness, haste and of course his ever present edge of annoyance. His grip on Miles arm is firm while he too falls, and though there is nothing they can do about of their evident demise, Theo’s body language does not suggest he is unaccustomed to the fall, and is positioned like a surfer that has just been thrown from his board before being heavily dumped into a folding wave. In fact neither of them appear to be especially panicked, though the stress of their situation is not absent. Whatever happens will happen, but it will happen to them together (an unfortunately dim silver lining in the scheme of things). The egg shell itself has a faded red stamp on it. The stamp reads, ‘The Henchmen’s Guide. Prologue.’ This is the title of the book series and the chapter that condemned these two young men to their villainous werewolf boss, Sloan.
March 27, 2025 at 7:03 PM
guzzi-lucas.bsky.social
EIGHTBALL NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
March 27, 2025 at 7:47 PM
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Yeah and im loving it
March 24, 2025 at 2:44 PM
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Even after adopting two vampires, a joke villain, getting a brother and a girlfriend, hes still a lone wolf lol
March 24, 2025 at 2:25 PM