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[ID: A digital painting of Shallan, Jasnah, and an unnamed man by @zerascout. An alleyway stretches out behind them, disappearing around a corner. Patches of smooth, clay-textured buildings lit from above alternate with darkened, arched doorways and angled shadows. Jasnah stands tall, her feet in a firm stance and her freehand extended forward. She wears a pale havah with hanging sleeves and a corset, and the overdress is slit from the top of the hip. She wears white pants tucked into tall boots. Her black hair hangs loose down her back. She looks forward with a determined expression as she touches the unnamed man, who is on fire.
The man is flinching backwards, his arms cringing inwards. His eyes are wide and locked on Jasnah, and his mouth is open in shock. He has tan skin, a thin moustache, short brown hair, a white shirt tucked into tight green pants, and tall boots. There’s a knife strapped to his thigh, still in its sheath. Fire erupts from his body, each flickering flame large enough to seriously burn. Flames the size of his head are licking his feet, calves, thigh, back, and arm. The flames blow upwards and away from Jasnah, and the man’s shoulders and head are burning bright and tall, flaring so suddenly that his clothes and hair don’t even look burned yet.
Shallan stands behind Jasnah, crouched forward, her mouth open in disbelief as she stares at the man on fire. She is wearing a green havah, the overdress splitting below the hip, with green skirts underneath, and black ballet style shoes. Her hair is pulled back at the front in braids that join a half bun at the back of her head; the rest of her hair falls just past her shoulders in auburn waves. Her freehand is a tight fist in front of her, as though she’s holding herself back from reaching out; her shocked face is lit by the flames. End ID.]
I wanted to do some pixels again and… many hours later… I have a new print for Katsucon and Anime Boston. I’ve also got preorders open in my store!
ROUND 3: POLL 12
Propaganda
Henry:
CONSENT!!!
Cassandra:
She was 19, running an entire city in her brother’s stead days after being freed from her abusers, and she did it well!! She kept Whitestone functioning and monitored repairs while still struggling to trust herself after what she did. She was just a baby!!
Cass is also able to do sibling shade
the world is so beautiful but it would be slightly more beautiful if i could cook rice with my mind









