I am looking for an experienced artist who can capture my playful vision. I would prefer someone who can finish a page from anywhere between 2 weeks to a month, as well as provide occasional updates during pages, bare minimum being initial sketch, line art, and color, (We can discuss this if any changes need to be made before accepting any terms). If my commission is too big to fit onto one page, dialogue needs changes, or if something needs to be extended to make something work please let me know around the sketch phase, I am always open to ideas, criticism, and potential solutions.

BARE MINIMUM REQUIREMENT: I would personally like this to be drawn by someone who can replicate the artstyle of the Spy × Family anime/manga.

WHEN REPLYING OR REQUESTING DMs POST A PICTURE OF YOUR WORK AND A LINK TO YOUR PORTFOLIOS/PREVIOUS WORKS (ESPECIALLY THOSE WHO REQUEST DMS THAT IS THE FIRST THING I WANT TO SEE, BE LOUD AND UPFRONT WITH YOUR WORK!)

IMPORTANT: Once I fill the position of the artist, I will provide references for specific panels, poses, designs and objects

Panel 1: Yor would be speeding through a cramped, cluttered back alley chasing a common petty thief who stole a woman’s purse. The thief is panicking as he recognizes the scenario he found himself in.

Thief’s Thought Bubble 1: “CRAP, CRAP, CRAP! All I wanted to do today was to rob a few people and live off of their riches, how did I manage to enrage the Superhuman Scourge herself?!”

Thief’s Thought Bubble 2: “If she hits me once, I’ll wake up in a month straight up in a jail cell!”

Thief’s Thought Bubble 3: “I need to slow her down, just long enough to get away from this she-beast!”

Panel 2: The thief would smirk desperately as he pulls a bright yellow banana peel from his and tosses it right into Yor's running path.

Thief’s Thought Bubble: "God thing I ate a banana earlier and didn’t discard the peel yet!”

Thief’s Dialogue: “Try not to SLIP UP, she-beast!”

Panel 3: Yor’s boot would step on the banana peel, squishing the parts that ended up beneath the weight of her sole and heel cap, the exposed parts of the peel curl up near the boot, the back out downward slimy banana mucus splashing from the tips of the separated strips from the force of the step.

Panel 4: Yor’s foot would shoot forwards, but instead of her foot flying off the ground, miraculously Yor’s momentum would cause (blank) would maintain contact with the skidding peel. The peel would leave a trail of banana mucus as it skids across the ground at high speeds. Because of Yor’s skid, the banana peel would start smearing and smudging the sole of Yor’s boot.

Panel 5: As Yor would completely lose control, flailing as she attempts to keep her balance at higher speeds on her skidding foot, she would begin to swerve randomly, panicking at the fact that she became an uncontrollable chaotic force. Despite her chaotic movements, she’s still sliding towards the thief at the speed of a cannonball.

Thief’s Dialogue (Panic): “HEY, WAIT! SLOW DOWN! SLOW DOWN!!”

Panel 6: Both of them would crash into the brick wall, creating a crater in the wall, dust and debris falling down. The thief is pinned between Yor and the wall, slumped over and completely unconscious. Yor is crumpled against him, dazed, holding the purse but looking slightly wobbly. She has spiral eyes and stars are circling her head.

Yor's Dialogue (Dazed): “Oof... That is your punishment for petty theft… Why is the alleyway spinning?”

Panel 7: Yor would meet back up with her family after she gets her bearings again, she would be covered in brick dust and dirt. There is a small cut on her forehead with a thread of blood. Crucially, the footprint bruised banana peel is draped comically over her headband like a damp fascinator. Loud would stand there holding grocery bags, he has a massive, exasperated sweatdrop as he stares at the peel. Anya would be pointing with wide, delighted eyes.

Yor's Dialogue: “I’m back, Loid, Anya! I managed to return the lady's purse safely. Shall we go get that cake?”

Anya's Dialogue: “Papa, Mama has a yellow hat!”

Caption Box: (Completely unaware of her appearance)

I am looking for an experienced artist who can capture my playful vision. I would prefer someone who can finish a page from anywhere between 2 weeks to a month, as well as provide occasional updates during pages, bare minimum being initial sketch, line art, and color, (We can discuss this if any changes need to be made before accepting any terms). If my commission is too big to fit onto one page or if something needs to be extended to make something work please let me know around the sketch phase, I am always open to ideas, criticism, and potential solutions.

BARE MINIMUM REQUIREMENT: I would personally like this to be drawn by someone who has an anime or korean webtoon like/inspired artstyle. Semi exaggerated lines, stylized body proportions.

WHEN REPLYING OR REQUESTING DMs POST A PICTURE OF YOUR WORK AND A LINK TO YOUR PORTFOLIOS/PREVIOUS WORKS (ESPECIALLY THOSE WHO REQUEST DMS THAT IS THE FIRST THING I WANT TO SEE)

HEADS-UP: I want Samus to have slightly bigger breasts and butt as well as a tighter spot of suit near her vagina region.

IMPORTANT: Once I fill the position of the artist, I will provide references for specific panels, poses, designs and objects.

Panel 1: Zero Suit Samus is walking through a hostile, unknown planet cautiously and purposely making her way through what seemed to be village ruins of sorts, holding her paralyzer defensively in case something or someone tries to attack her.

Reflective Narration: "The ruins were suffocating. Without the suit's life support, I could taste the stale, metallic air of the planet. Every step had to be silent."

Samus: "Still no life signs of life... I don’t like this."

Panel 2: Samus would start approaching the center of the ruins in order to figure where she should go from there. However, something that Samus didn't notice was that she was also approaching a strange object lying on the ground in front of her. The yellow glow of her jet boots casting a light on the foreign object in front of her feet. The object seemed to resemble an alienized version of a banana peel. Instead of a yellow hue, the puffier outer skin is indigo with slight hints with neon blue at the ends of each strip. The slick inner lining of the banana peel is as white as a pearl and the stem as black as obsidian. The peel has several silver blistering bruises filled with polysaccharide follicular gel. The more overripe and bruised the peel gets, the more slippery it becomes.

Reflective Narration: “My jet boots provided the only light. It was enough to see the path, but not enough to reveal the planet's hidden teeth. I didn't see the object, preventing me from recognizing the threat”

Samus: "I can't see that much around me, but I can't risk anything compromising my position."

Panel 3: Samus’ Jet Boot would step on the alien banana peel, squishing the parts that ended up beneath the weight of her sole and heel cap, thin silver veins spreading out from under the bottom of her boot sole, the exposed parts of the peel curl up near the boot, the back out downward slimy banana mucus splashing from the tips of the separated strips, some of the blisters being pressed inwards beneath her sole.

Reflective Narration: "Once my foot landed, the contact was sickening. It felt like stepping on a pressurized lung—wet, warm, and far too soft for a ruin made of stone."

Samus: [A sharp, caught-in-the-throat gasp]

Panel 4: Samus would hear the faint squish/feel the mushy step she just took and as a result, she would look down with a look of concerned confusion. She wouldn't think she stepped on anything dangerous, but she wouldn't know what she's about to get herself into.

Reflective Narration: "For a heartbeat, I thought I’d just stepped in something foul. I didn't realize I’d triggered a biological catalyst."

Samus: Reflective Narration: "Once my foot landed, the contact was sickening. It felt like stepping on a pressurized lung—wet, warm, and far too soft for a ruin made of stone."

Samus: "What is this? Mud? Quicksand?"

Panel 5: Samus' foot would shoot forwards, the sole in the air and the heel cap barely grazing the floor. The alienized banana peel would have a big silver bruise in the shape of the Jet Boot’s footprint, thin veins coming from the footprint, and the blisters that Samus' foot happened to land on popped, spilling excess follicular gel. In return, the alien peel would leave follicular gel on the sole of Samus' Jet Boot, smearing and smudging shiny metal and glowing yellow bottom and rim of the sole.

Reflective Narration: "The gel didn't just slide; it acted like a lubricant against my own momentum. My center of gravity was gone before my nerves could even signal my brain to pivot."

Samus: "Gah—! My footing!"

Panel 6: Samus would begin to fall backwards, her left foot in the air sole completely visible, the gel smeared over the yellow glowing sole, blocking the light it gives off. Her paralyzer would fall out of her right hand, her fingers being unable to keep a grasp on it because of her sudden slip.

Reflective Narration: "The fall was sudden, I didn't react rationally, my panic caused my grip on the Paralyzer failed. My only defense skidded into the dark."

Samus: "Damn it...My paralyzer...!"

Panel 7: Samus would be on the ground in a compromising position, suddenly surrounded by hostile creatures with weapons. Both of her legs are in front of her, left foot on its side, right foot’s heel on the ground with the sole facing the open air, both arms behind her. The paralyzer is somewhere behind the hostile crowd circling her, so she can't put herself into a better position. The alien peel would rest on the heel of her left Jet Boot, sitting there like it was an accomplice to the hostile creatures.

Reflective Narration: "The 'squish' was the dinner bell. I was on the ground, disarmed, and the local fauna didn't waste a second.”

Samus: "You've got to be kidding me…They were waiting for this…"

Panel 8: From Samus’s POV, she would be looking at her legs, the alien banana peel laying on her Jet Boot, almost like it's taunting her because it is the main reason she even ended up in this situation.

Reflective Narration: e ambush. A simple piece of fruit had done more damage than a legion of Space Pirates ever could. A humiliating oversight."

Samus: "Clever... truly clever."