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The replacement .

Drawings of ghost Hudson! His design is still a little bit in the works, but I'm happy how this turned out!

I do understand that I'll probably have to draw Hudson happy and sane once in a while so folks don't get too concerned....(whoops)

@ast3r01d-astr0 :]

RANDOM AUDIO LOG:

Hudson: I've worked just like everybody else!I haven't even punched that GENT worker in weeks. Seriously, what's the damn problem?!

Writer's Director: You refuse to work with everyone else. Hudson, in departments like these, you are expected to collaborate and use teamwork. You have shown neither of these!

Hudson: I'll show teamwork once Mike stops mocking me! Or when Gordan stops assuming I drink maple syrup for a living! Writer's Director: Hudson. Can't you..I don't know, just try and get along with everyone else?....! Hudson, STOP WALKING AWAY RIGHT NOW. Where the fuck are you going with that type writer...? Hudson: I WORK IN THE SEWERS NOW.

Writer's Director: .... Like...a rat? Hudson: NO. Like a mouse. A Canadian mouse. Writer's Director: Hudson, you can't just relocate, you- Hudson: JUST WATCH ME, LADY. Writer's director:... Hudson: AND TELL GORDAN TO TAKE A FUCKING TRIP TO CANADA.

Hudson glanced at Ray when he fixed his hat, raising a brow, but at least didn't swat Ray's hand away nor hiss. He watched Catherine walk away in a haste, yelling a quick goodbye in French. He would then snap his attention back on Ray.

"Your first impression is that you're asking to get bullied. Stand up straighter, goodness."

Hudson folded his arms, tilting his head as he watched Ray twirl his hair. "Whatever. You're not the first kid my Mere shoved towards me. And you probably won't be the last, knowing her."

He brushed the dirt off his knees and stood up, back tall and shoulders squared. "I wouldn't do that in front of the other guys. They'll probably call you a girl."

His hard glare slowly melted into something more...warmer. Still intense, but no longer icy. He cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his neck. "Ahem. Sorry. Sometimes I forget that no ones around and I don't need to act like this."

He stretched out hand, smiling sheepishly with that cute little gape in his teeth. "I'm Hudson. And I'm going to help you make it through this, alright?"

Catherine watched her boy go bound off towards the forest, already passing a gathering of boys, the group exchanging excited words about the upcoming hike.

She greeted a fellow Mother, her smile just twitching when the madame pronounced her name wrong.

She had given up on correcting people long ago, already feeling fatigue from having to watch all those people tumble and slip up with it.

She then noticed a burly man dragging a little boy down to the camp grounds. She didn't recall meeting the man before nor the little boy before, so she was already brushing off her dress and walking towards them with a smile.

"Bonjour monsieur! It's quite lovely to see new faces around here. Is your boy joining this group as well? It's such a wonderful thing to see kids interested in participating in this!"

The man looked up as he was approached, offering a small smile as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Well hello there, ma’am. Yeah, my son’s gonna give it a go. I’m on a little, uh, work trip, so I figured I wouldn’t bore him with my business.” He ruffled his son’s hair as he said that last bit. His accent sharply contrasted hers, one that could be identified as Southern from the U.S.

He turned to his son and moved his hand to his shoulder as he added, “Ray, why don’t you go on and run ahead. Make sure you talk to the other boys, y’hear? No point avoidin’ it if you wanna have fun.”

The kid—Ray—nodded and gave him a hug before walking off to join the other boys. His father watched him go for a moment before turning back to Catherine.

“Ah, sorry ‘bout that, ma’am. ‘Got all wrapped up… ‘name’s Daniel,” he said, offering her a hand. “My son’s name is Raymond. We’re from Virginia, just stayin’ for the summer.”

EVERYONE LOOK AT WHAT MY MOOT DREW!!!

Poor Grant :(

Death and Taxes

Don't you hate it when you hallucinate your boss being a shadow demon behind you? yeah me too, Grant, me too.

Yeah Idk what this was, but I wanted to draw Grant Cohen again!

I was originally going to draw Susie fro my Au, but because I didn't have a ref with me on my trip, I decided to redesign Constance from The Lost Ones and Rose from Fade to Black.

It's cannon in my au that Rose does jazz hands and can be flirty. It is also canon in my au that Constance still wears dresses to please her family (poor Constance).

I also broke Alice's poor arms in this doodle of her.... D:

Walks in on the conversation without ever being invited-

"If coffee is too bitter for you just put maple syrup in it. Just do it."

Hey, Alex. What’s the best kind of coffee in your opinion? I’ve always found it really bitter, but I really want to like it. Do you know of any Coffee that’s more sweet, or at least less bitter?

"I don't like coffee, actually, I prefer a sweet tea, or, perhaps French Vanilla, it's the only coffee I'll ever have."

henlo :3

how is the jimmy doing?

Jimster is doing fine and mighty!

Might have to redesign him :3