Enter the Gungeon’s shopkeeper is like the gruff bartender dad you’ve always wanted, only he’ll shoot you if you make a mess. They don’t normally do that, I think.

I can feel myself coming upon the cusp of kind of liking my lineart. My colors are still poopy doo-doo, we’ll save that for the next cusp.


Lily won’t. Stop getting. SICK. And I hate it when people break up their sentences with periods for emphasis! THAT’S HOW DONE I AM WITH LILY BEING SICK!! First it was strep, then it was strep II, and now it’s stomach bug’s turn! It’s been a constant sick trip for the last 3 weeks! Like, don’t get me wrong: Poor Lily! But also I would like some sleep.