/ic/ - Artwork/Critique

>>6996187
>"effort to reading".

Try either

Effort to read.

Or

Effort of reading.

Maybe another Anon will help me. One less daunted by words.

In this storyboard ,Star,the rabbit and Daisy the muskrat have a history. Both were resistance fighters during the long but recently concluded slave rebellion of the anthromorph races,that posed as a touring folk band . Star,who was the lead singer, hsd a young daughter to care for, so opened her inn. Daisy, the road crew tech was the gadgeteer,accomplishing amazing things with her brand of Little Rascals ingenuity, since all materials used had to be ordinary stuff available to slaves to avoid suspicion if their equipment was searched, which was routinely done. Daisy has had a harder time readjusting to a civilian life, being still radicalized by her participation in the outer anthromorph colonies that still face slaver raids. I have tried to imply that exposition through their dialogue, so the readers unfamiliar with these characters can guess the origin of the argument. Imagine being part of an elite team of James Bond super competent agents,now without work. Her technical skills are useful, but she is feeling rightly outclassed.

If you want to write women, think of their past,and how they can react to the situation they find themselves in. Think of them as people, who can be smart or stupid, vain or unassuming, string willed or shy. People.

>>6659915
Actually, I do try for a gut reaction to the situation I am trying to illustrate, because I feel deeply for my characters,and if my readers sense these emotions, then I have done my job as a comic storyteller. The rabbit and muskrat anthromorphs were members of an espionage team that toured as a licensed folk band as a cover. Star the rabbit was the singer, and Daisy the muskrat was the gadgeteer,low tech but innovatively employed. Now,with the truce following the official granting of human rights to anthromorphs unilaterally around for over a decade, Daisy is still a radical, but peace is bad for business, there is no need for her kind of McGyvering,and this situation exposes her like an open wound. But all is not doom and gloom. I like screaming Jimmi Eric Slash guitar squeals of emotion of all sorts,and I enjoy delivering catharsis that both haunts and inspires,traumatizes and elates.

Let me show you an example...

Soul creeps in at the oddest moments.