You slowly manage to shake the thought, as they talk trying to pay attention to his words. Some of it seems confusing to you, especially since this troll doesn’t look like a member of the church, but you don’t bother prying much. That is, until he brings up a boyfriend, and you smirk. “Boyfriend huh?” You say in a sly, teasing manner. “Cute” you add pulling out a small metallic case of hand rolled cigarettes. Honestly you just want to rest it between your teeth.
“Oh uh, yeah, I follow this model, really something, I want them to straight up throw me down and rail me” You joke, “but ya didn’t need to know that.” You add with a snicker.
“tell me, your boyfriend ever do dumb shit like buy ya cut flowers?”
Your name is Nyiska, and you’re doubting your faith. Maybe not in it’s entirity anymore, as your moirail helped with that, but your church, you’re still unsure of. That is why, you’ve decided to pack your stuff up and leave your given hive for a bit. You needed a break, and to leave the church behind for a bit and pray on the matter, somewhere where you can’t be assigned or pressured to make a rash decision before you get the chance to think it through.
You fled in the late night, giving yourself just a few hours to get somewhere to stay, but making sure the majority of your body is covered, just in case. With a bag on your back, and a small map, you left the church grounds and made your way towards the nearest town.
Your name is Nyiska, and though you love your religion, you’re free from it. You can make your own decisions and follow the Messiahs word just fine, even away from home.
As it starts getting towards sunrise, you scramble to find an inn, and when you do, you already look a bit disheveled, you don’t pull down your collar or take down your hood. The less of your unpainted face these strangers see, the better. You drop your bags at the counter.
“pl3as3 t3ll m3 yo> still ha<3 coons l3ft…” You say in desperation.
“A’ight. Now,” Viesci pauses a moment to think, “I think y’all up an need to remember that us motherfuckers that all up an’ follow ‘em ain’t the Messiahs. The Church is righteous and mirthful an’ all, but we ain’t perfect. It’s a fuckin’ discrace, but some of them fuckers will all up an say they’re doin’ the work of the Messiahs but be really doin’ just whatever the fuck they please.” He’s obviously pissed about this.
As Viesci speaks, it comes as a much needed reminder, but one that as a mid-blood, comes with a grain of salt. “what do i do then?” Nyi says finally, “i’ve worked so fucking hard to follow the Messiah’s word, but i can’t just all up and motherfucking ignore my motherbloods and fatherbloods in the church. i’ll be culled” She lets out a sigh. “should church be this motherfucking terrifying? it wasn’t before, but it’s like it up and worsened over the last few sweeps, and its hard to not question your own mirth sometimes”
“like is this a blessing or a curse? y’know?? sometimes its hard to motherfucking…tell, i guess?”
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Digitally, I can do talksprites, ministrifes, symbol floaties, and message bouncers for fantroll blogs
As well as simple line and color with no shading.
I can do a few other things digitally but only for like request or maybe art trade depending on hoe much work it is. For example: those status bouncers, promo banners, online/offline banners, etc
Then I can do a bunch of traditional art stuff like big paintings and pencil sketches and drawings
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I might put an actual commission post up some time idk
