« 200+ dtae » - - - - - hi again! here's part 2/2 of my dtae for 'froggy friend', or rin, as I like to call him! i felt like i should submit a more detailed art piece. (also trying a somewhat different eye style, do you like it?) . you can see my first part of the entry here: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/565140233/ anyway, hope you enjoy! (also quality is nonexistent,, i'm sorry eep) - - - - - (totally not copy pasted from the first part shdhjf /s) rin . male . cat ♡: frogs!,, jeremiah/jay (his frog friend),, exploring,, rainy days,, mushrooms,, quiet time,, walks (especially in forests/woods) ×: very hot days,, bright/neon colours,, mushrooms (to eat),, homophobia, racism, etc. "daydream" rin had always been a relatively quiet person, but that didn't limit his imagination. on rainy days he would look out the window with his frog, jeremiah, and daydream about exploring fantastical places; tall lavender forests, rainbow meadows, woods with towering mushrooms for trees. being alone with his thoughts and dreams almost felt like he was actually there, breathing the subtle scent of lavender and pine, feeling the cool breeze, sitting on top of mushrooms and watching the sun rise. almost. * "ding-dong" rin heard the chimes of the doorbell. he put down his book and wandered to the front door, where a small, flat package was resting on his porch. the label read, 'happy birthday, rin! miss you. -pan' pan was rin's friend. they used to live pretty close to rin, and come over on thursdays for tea. they had to move halfway across the globe in pursuit of a career and a passion, taking the opportunity to own a small, cozy bookstore. rin stared at pan's handwriting, his eyes glazed over with memories of spring strolls and thursday tea time. finally, he opened the package. inside was a small journal with a cotton fabric cover that he could tell pan made themself. it smelled like what he imagined their bookstore smelled like: rose candles (their favourite) and handmade paper. he glanced at his desk, his favourite pencil laying on it, waiting. * "pages" rin picked up the pencil, preparing to write. the journal was already special to him; he hadn’t seen pan in almost a year and a half. a special journal needed to be filled with special thoughts, he decided, so he chose his favourite daydream to fill the pages with. he described the wondrous marsh he imagined so often, with giant lily pads to float on, cottontails swaying in the breeze, and lilies floating through the sky like clouds, raining down petals. as rin put down the pencil, the journal suddenly started to shake. water poured out of the pages in a roil, sweeping rin away, who had caught jeremiah before he floated too far. the water rushed to the back of the room, to where it suddenly stopped. rin and jeremiah tumbled down through the air. the surrounding world seemed to have disappeared into thin air. the two finally landed on a paper-thin surface. rin glanced down and found himself on a giant lily pad, floating through the roil of water that had calmed down and turned into a marsh. jeremiah, who had hid inside rin’s bandana on the way down, peeked out, croaked with glee, and hopped down onto the lily pad beside rin. rin looked around. this place was exactly how he would imagine it: several other lily pads were gliding across the water’s smooth surface. a frog leapt off one and into the water. big, fluffy cottontails swayed in the breeze. looking up, there were not only the floating lilies, but pages of rin’s journal too, suspended in the air. rin’s imaginary world was real now, and he couldn’t wait to explore every inch of it. - - - - - . art, animation, thumb coding and story: yours truly ;) . character design and contest host: . music: cream - lukrembo . thumb code inspired by ! . view code by . program: procreate . time taken: 4h 17 min. (this is why commissions cost money, guys) - - - - - you know it, i know it...don't use my art w/o permission, claim it as your own, or sell it w/o permission; same with my chars! and we both know the payment is kneecaps. yours, specifically.
