I have finally posted :explode: Ignore how my artstyle changed. It has been doing that a lot, I have like three artstyles now,, the one kinda reminds me of metal family.. This silly guy is Colombia,,, and he was sent to war by his father… it was like a forced thing.. my boy doesn’t belong in war.. get him out.. GET HIM OUT NOW.. /// Code: @PeteyTheParrot Art: @smuggums Character: Columbia Song: two moons boywithuke
Frost tinted the window of Columbias home. He glared out, nervously pinning his wings against his back. “COLUMBIA, HURRY UP! “ His father yelled, causing the boy to flinch. He attempted to swallow yet his throat felt dry. With his black bag in hand he walked through the door of his room, in which would probably be claimed by one of his siblings when he left, and to his mom. Columbias mom was a heavy alcoholic, along with his dad as well.. he felt guilty leaving his little siblings alone with them, for he knew that they would have to endure the same abuse that he had to. His mother wrapped her arms around him in a half hearted embrace, Columbia awkwardly returned it. “ y’know you’re probably gonna die, right? And this wasn’t my choice? “ She spoke, she wasn’t helping Columbias unease. “ yeah… yeah I know.. “ He replied. “ I’ll miss having you ‘round the house. “ His eyes narrowed, he knew that she was lying. He knew that his mother held a deep resentment towards her children. “ yeah.. “ The hug broke and Columbia gently waved before walking towards his fathers rusted red pickup.
