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“Looks like i’m in the Devil’s Playground now.”
The mallard muttered to himself as he rested upon the ledge of the rooftop, the chilling wind passing him by as he overlooked the city itself.
A few intelligible words divulging from the mallard’s beak as well.
— • #SCHISMS.
@VivziePop This is some of my more recent character concept work. It is personal work, however I have dabbled years back in some work for collaborations such as indie games. I have more work on my newgrounds as well.
https://t.co/V3i9fEUu7n
📧scalyschisms@gmail.com