Scratch made my drawings quality deplete T^T It's so pixelated- I drew bloomshot I love, love, love them/ him?/her/whatever- I can't handle this I think I'm drugged or something tho -- But in all seriousness, I enjoyed drawing this :D -- ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Backstory~ (sorry it's long) Bloomshot was living with someone she loved, her family hadn't accepted her, said she was a disgrace and abused her, that had scarred her, so she moved out to live with her love in a disclosed area, far away. One day, she went out in hopes of finding some flower she could brew into tea for her love (imma just call her love "him"-), searching around when she found these long, cone shaped flowers, in large bunches. They looked like she could brew them into tea so she smiled, bringing them back, making some tea. She hadn't tried it, and she gave it to him to try it out. Even after seeing the odd colour of the tea, purple, he drank it but she noticed his expression changed sick, so she put her tea away, laying him down since he seemed a little sick. A few hours later Bloomshot noticed he'd been sleeping so she tried to wake him up. He didn't. She tried everything crying, but he was gone. She rushed him to the hospital where he was declared, dead. In the horrible event, on her way home she wasn't cautious, and ran into a car accident. After the accident, she recovered, but had turned slightly psycho, from the accident and from her love's death. Bloomshot cried uncontrollably at home, drinking the rest of the tea she'd given her husband, not realizing it had been the cause of her husbands death. (The reason of his death wasn't issued) But somehow, she wasn't effected by it. She found out it was the tea that had killed him, but she was in a psychedelic state, and she started having nightmares about her parents abusing her. She woke up with an idea. She could simply.../kill/ her parents... She brewed her tea, and tricked her family, poisoning them, killing them, slowly starting to kill people for small grudges. It was an addiction. She was never caught...because who would suspect poor, poor, Bloomshot?
Music: Enemy by: Imagine Dragons Art: Me and for character and og drawing [click screen for og/mine]
