More furries for the people..... but Ramona this time! (Mostly-)
Also I colored and touched up this one w the (current) hybrid AU colors! (Still debating making her more colorful, but I may save a design like that for more sketches like these.)
pt: spvtwtg genders part 1: player characters! /end pt
Scottpilgrimspritic: A gender related to Scott Pilgrim's sprites from Scott Pilgrim Vs The World: The Game
Ramonaflowerspritic: A gender related to Ramona Flowers' sprites from Scott Pilgrim Vs The World: The Game
Kimpinespritic: A gender related to Kim Pine's sprites from Scott Pilgrim Vs The World: The Game
Stephenstillspritic: A gender related to Kim Pine's sprites from Scott Pilgrim Vs The World: The Game
(i know that wallace, knives and nega scott are playable, wallace and knives' pc sprites aren't on spriter's resource and nega scott's gonna be in a different post!)
I wholeheartedly believe Roxie would send Scott this photo and then turn her phone off. From Ramona's phone, even.
Sketch based on a tweet I was sent (original image and link will be under the cut!)
bonus content:
From this tweet; if you enjoyed this then be sure to say "thank you Volt"
I debated rendering this further but... eh. You get the bonus content from me instead; I just thought the visual of Kim taking that photo was a bit funny-
Also a bonus fun thing I guess? I couldn't figure out what to do with the BG, so in my head they're like, behind Leo's Place (been replaying the game on my ps4 lately, hence all the bricks and boxes and other throwable things...)
Did this sketch the other day; pls take my humble offering,,,
(Minor) alt versions and a meme under the cut-
You can thank Volt for that one btw.
If I were to post it separately the caption would probably be something like "Stealing my (in denial) lesbian roommate's boyfriend!! (It's for her own good)" or something idk sgfjsjdhf
Just a little scribble/sketch for ya, with designs based on this art by rammyflowerz! Please consider running and giving her some love ♡ this Future Kim design is living rent free in my head at all hours...
Kim is the kind of person who, if you take her to a skating rink, damn near exclusively sticks by the rails so she can pull herself along that to gain momentum around the rink. All in the name of not busting her ass in the middle of the rink- which is what would happen if someone took her hands and tried to pull her further out.
In fact, she's so bad with them she probably makes whoever pulled her away from the rails fall over too. Yes even Ramona. Especially, even, perhaps.
Kim tried not to leer too hard at Stephen and Joseph's retreating backs as she stood there, stewing in her rage. It was stifled a bit by the hand on her back, sure, but only so much could be done to quell her temper.
To say she was pleased by this situation would be the most boldface lie she'd told in a while- there were few things worse to her when she was in one of these moods than being confined, let alone with Scott Pilgrim: number one verbal battering ram for her (in this instance) redirected rage. It also put her on edge for other, obvious reasons- like not wanting to bitch out on Ramona, for instance, and still being uncertain how to navigate the current... (Situationship?) The trio had found themselves in.
The hand at her back was starting to burn, now- an indulgence she couldn't justify. She steps forward with a frown and crossed arms, masking the nebulous discomfort with her usual look of bored irritation.
"Come on, Boy Blunder," Kim practically growls, turning her head away from either of them to hide the brief flash of surprise that hearing herself brings. She shakes her head, glaring at the floor for a moment. "Let's just... get to the room and figure this out. 128, he said?"
Without waiting for the confirmation, she turns on her heels and begins to walk, eyes peeled for the proper door number. With the space she quickly creates, she allows herself a moment to think. (Relax, or you'll be the one making this miserable. Scott grabbed the map, sure, but Stephen really should have noticed something was off...) Her pace stutters briefly when another thought eventually follows that one, making her look out and around at their surroundings- not that there was much to look at. (Maybe this would be more bearable with something to drink...)
*There was only so much of the display going on in the front seat that Kim could stomach before her temper would start flairing; it was sickeningly cute, sure, but the music? Not to Kim's taste. She was lamenting having stashed her headphones and player away with each passing second.*
*Kim looked to her left, eyeing Ramona and Scott to gauge how they were fairing. Scott seemed to be off in his own world for now- which was good. They'd be at this for a while yet, so she'd take the peace while she had it. And Ramona was reading... something, to be sure. Kim tilted her head and leaned forward a little, trying to catch the title; Slaughterhouse Five? She wasn't overly familiar with it, but she did remember a little something she'd maintained.*
*She hesitates briefly, not quite sure if she wants to interrupt the other woman, but eventually leans towards her, trying to keep her voice low enough not to reach the front seat.*
Something you'd usually read, or do you just have an eye for Pilgrims?
Gay gay lesbiab gay girl kisser you like GIRLLLSSSSSS
(Do you think you’ll have to fight over Ramona with Scott)
Now, seeing this one, after the last?
Well, with the way she feels currently, she can't quite muster it, but later she'll probably be laughing at the inherent humor of her constant juxtaposition.
She does seriously think about it though, eyes shifting to the crack of the door. Mindful of the fact that she's had the water running this whole time, she reaches blindly behind her, turning the stream down at little before she begins her reply.
I don't think so, no. I hope not.
From what I've been told, he should be fine with it...
But I wouldn't be surprised if he did fight me, in some fashion. Even if it wasn't straight trying to poof me.
I'd deserve it, really, so he'd be within his rights.
I'd probably let him punch me, but I don't know if he ever got over punching women. He's just a real gentleman like that, you know?
...
I realize that typing these instead of doing my usual video clip leaves room for misinterpretation, so to clarify: that was sarcasm.
Maybe he'll just make me play games or something with him. He can beat my ass at Mario Kart like he used to and feel better. Wishful thinking, probably, but again, I think things might be okay...?
(also not a acknowledging that first part. I Will Beat You Up <3)
Feeling a little silly despite the funk still lingering around her, she tacks on the heart before sending it off. She's actually feeling a lot better than she thought she would, pausing to answer these. She probably shouldn't feel as alright as she does, but she's not going to pause to look back and poke holes; now isn't the time for her to sink, if she wants to be able to leave without it being entirely obvious she was having a crisis in here.