A wild Ninja Panda appears!
Sometimes he would wake up in a cold sweat, swearing that he could feel Otachi’s breath, the heat of it’s tongue. He’d need a cup of coffee and a good amount of time after that to convince him that no, the Breach was closed, the Kaiju were gone.
But then, every so often, so rare he still thought it a trick of the light, he’d see a hint of the bioluminescent blue shining from his own eye or even in his mouth when he was shoving a toothbrush around haphazardly and half asleep.
How long was he going to have to keep telling himself the voices in his head were all his own?
Another installment of “Hey, Amanda Really Loves Pacific Rim, Like, You Guys Have No Idea.” Also I remember I like writing. Also the sketch looked far more like Charlie Day. I could add more alsos, but I guess I’ll stop. Maybe I’ll come back and edit this one, as I’m quite happy with how it came out.
EDIT:: Put in another couple hours work. I think I can call it good now. And included some 500x500 snippets of the full sized piece.