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I got back to a more even weirdness split with this batch -- three prompts from the neural net's lowest weirdness setting, two from middle weirdness, and three from high weirdness.

Content notes: None this time! Unless you count one drawing I visibly gave up on half way through.

( Spot the impatience? )

I did enjoy interpreting the word that has no English meaning.

Every day in October, I drew a picture in ink. This was mostly stubbornness: I only sporadically draw and hardly ever in ink, so I wasn't really invested in the practical side of it, but once I started, I wanted to see it through.

And I did, and I'm proud of that! Not because it would have been bad to take a break or stop if that's what I'd needed to do, but because I don't have a lot of practice sticking with things just because I want to, and I like that this time, I did. And it's given me practice in accepting things I've made whose flaws frustrate me, and that's probably good for me as well.

Instead of using the official Inktober prompts, I used these amazing prompts by a neural net (thanks to alchimie for linking them!), each day picking my favorite from the three levels of weirdness. In this installment, that's two from the most normal set and three each from the weirder ones, which seems like a nicely even split to me.

Content notes: several pen drawings of invertebrates and one of a sort of skeleton creature follow. Also, the scans are pretty messy.

( Anyway, without further ado! )

( sfw artwork behind the cut )

For the last couple of months I've been playing D&D with amovingtarget[1], and this week we lost our first friendly NPC. Alas, poor Pickle: she entered as a hostile bandit, was briefly awed into cooperation with our heroes, soon grew bold enough to demand gold and minions in return for her continued assistance, and ultimately declared herself queen mere rounds before meeting her end at the hands of an angry chef.[2]

I like to imagine that in whatever hereafter a goblin of indifferent loyalty but fervent ambition might find her way into, Pickle is still scheming just as irrepressibly as ever.


1. amovingtarget has instructed me to say both that she made me DM, and that she was right to. She isn't wrong: I mean, I have no idea what I'm doing, but I am having a heck of a lot of fun. (back)

2. A brief excerpt from chat:
enemyofperfect: at least she died fighting for something she believed in
amovingtarget: herself
enemyofperfect: exactly
You've got to admire a goblin like that. At least, I do. (back)