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| Din A3, Wasserfarben, Fineliner, Buntis Das ganze ist für einen Halloween Gift Exchange auf Tumblr! Zum Bild selber... das war eine scheiß Arbeit. Ich hab noch nie eine Komposition mit 3 Leuten gemacht, dann noch die Gesichtsausdrücke, Hintergrund, in Farbe... omg. Aber ich bin zufrieden! Ich weiß, dass nicht alles komplett einwandfrei ist ABER ich hab in den letzten paar Jahren nur gelegentlich gezeichnet und ich bin wirklich stolz auf das hier! Und hier noch ein Drabble zum Bild: When the first humans started to turn, none of them took it seriously. Of course Bulma and Kakarott wanted to help, they always want to help, that was nothing new. But no one thought the sickness or whatever it was could actually hurt anyone. Kakarott wasn´t even human, it was impossible for them to bite him, so he could protect Bulma. Somehow though… somehow something must´ve happened. Bulma was shaken when they got back, quiet and withdrawn and frantically working in her lab. He left her alone. If she wanted to talk to him she would come to him. But Kakarott… even he looked somewhat shaken. He didn´t return to help anyone, just came over, sweaty and sickly. Vegeta wasn´t sure what was wrong, maybe a cold. Unusual, but he had suffered from those as well. It wasn´t impossible. “Vegeta… I think the blood is contagious. I think… some hit me. If I turn…” He looked dead serious. Vegeta left him on the couch, hurrying to Bulma´s lab. Now was the time to figure out what had happened he supposed. But she wasn´t there when he opened the door. Just a horrible smell of rotten flesh. Disgusted, he turned around, trying to locate her, but he couldn´t find her ki. He ran back to the living room, ready to punch Kakarott to tell him what was going on when he tripped over the carpet, something, it was too hard for the carpet. When he turned around, they already grabbed for him, tangling their cold, stinking fingers in his hair, his clothes. Vegeta tried to get away, Bulma was no match for him, but even as a corpse Kakarott was too strong. He couldn´t… he couldn´t end like this! Fluids were already enough, he couldn´t just kick his way free, he had to get away unscathed, and where was Trunks? It instantly calmed his mind. Trunks. That was the only thing that mattered. He felt Bulma tugging on his hair, harder, and turned around. |
Themen: Dragonball Stile: Buntstifte, Aquarell Charaktere: Bulma, Vegeta, Son Goku / Kakarott |
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