
All that i need to figure out now is the color scheme…
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you can ask me lore about this interpetation of maddie if you want btw

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you can ask me lore about this interpetation of maddie if you want btw
thinking of what maddie would look like if instead of being mew mew’s stand she becomwa like her “alter ego” or smth and mew mew turns into something like this whenever maddie takes the mic from mew mew and speaks.
trying to make her visually distinct for variety but have it so that she still looks like mew mew; maddie wanted to be just like her, and making her super diff from mew mew would defeat the entire point
i feel like i should write pinkris fanfiction, but Im about like only 10% certian about my characterization abilities. On top of that I just, kind of dont have faith in my abilities to finish what I start.
i vividly remember having a track record for writing fics, loosing both motivation and momentum over time before both and the fic sputters out like a dying frame.
I don’t want to disappoint people by dropping fanfics that are not only poor characterization wise, but also unfinished. And god forbid if they actually get invested; I don’t think I can handle disappointing anybody like that
…if I ever do write fanfiction stuff like that do any of you want to overview it?
you can either interpret the jade + tan variant as mew mew getting so high her catbells and heart locket turn green…
or transitioned version of maddie i think. Like, whenever maddie is talking over mew mew she gets jade jewelery
(original on the right; repost because I somehow included the same drawing twice)
(left = my coloring)
(right = faithful to sprite)
(please for the love of god answer agfhzfoSF:OBhkl)
Mew mew and Maddie are both sweating bullets because if she fumbles her first time… smoking a cigarette the aura loss will be unimaginable
I’ll probably draw them smoking fat blunts together
“Does she still face the sun, or does she look towards where it sets?
The direction that I stare at, with longing
Yearning for a chance to make it right, to make it better.
“Can’t you see that we are free? That… we can be whoever we want to be?”
I understand her now.
Although I turn back, and only see one path
Unlike then, I know how her words ring true now.
I will choose to be happy
I will still love the sunflowers
I will keep you close to my heart
And I will always love you, my sweet”