kills me every time
This is what I thought occurred at the end of RatsSmp when based on Martyn’s idea of his character’s lore. I have a few ideas about what would occur after this point and what what happened to Martyn’s eye, but we’ll see if I actually draw it. If I do, it won’t be in color, coloring is overwhelming and I never made a comic with color so no more of that crap. Hope you guys like this though!
Redraw!!!
ok FOR NOW i'm done (it's like ⅓ of the full art)
I imagine rens tail constantly betrays his cool dude persona he’s trying to put on. like he’s being all charismatic and smooth-talking with martyn, a smirk on his face, but his tail is just wagging like fucking crazy behind him constantly.
also he loved ear scritches, no one can change my mind.
He got his anchor back in Wild Life :D
Martyn: We'll-we'll get a good shot of this as well. Ren: I wish--I wish I could remember the words. (in the Red King's voice) Ah, me laddy. Martyn: Yep. Yeah yeah yeah. Ren: (in the Red King's voice) The Black Isles remember this night forever. Martyn: (in the Hand's voice) Alright me Lord. I'm gonna do it! Gah! (Martyn starts laughing) (in his normal voice) And then what was the big thing with the echo? Was it, (imitating Ren's Red King) "Red Winter is come, me Laddy!" Ren: (in the Red King's voice) Red Winter has come, me Laddy! (Martyn laughs) Scar: (maybe?) Here I come, Ren? (He mimes shooting Ren with a bow) Martyn: Doooh--no, we don't do the full ending! Scar: Not the King---! Martyn: Nooooo. (Scar mimes shooting him, and Martyn tries to defend with his axe, before falling back into his chair) Ren: Full ending replay! Scar: The timing! Ren: Perfection!
Ren: The people want Ren versus Martyn. Martyn: (away from any mic. laughs) Can you imagine. Ren: I love this man too much to hit him. I couldn't do it. Martyn: (away from any mic) Thank you--We couldn't do it. Ren: We just couldn't do it. Martyn: (away from any mic) I've already taken this man's head off, can't do any more of that. Ren: Exactly. You've already chopped my head off. Martyn: (away from any mic) That's it. It wouldn't have the same impact. Ren: The lore is done. Like, once the lore has been lored, you can't unlore the lore.
I ACTUALLY JUMPED NEARLY OUT OF MY BED.
Martyn is currently trapped in the crypt in misadventures cause the lever supposed to release his spirit isn't working and i am headcannoning it's the ghost of the red king who also rests there refusing to let his hand go and holding onto his spirit
Sausage: --yeah, I'm getting better at the magics. Ren: (softly, under Sausage) That's better. (clearer) Ah, look how-- Sausage: Oh you see my-my postage stamps? Ren: --the stamps are so cool. They're so cool. Sausage: Look at that, I'm stamp collecting. Yeah, Martyn-Martyn's a genius. Ren: Nah, there's--works of art, really. So good. Sausage: Yes, ugh. Ren: But yes-- Sausage: I was-I was making fun of Martyn the other day, because of, uh, because during the Hermitcraft charity stream-- Ren: Yeah? Sausage: --you asked him a specific question. And--he totally misinterpreted that question, and he did it. On actually, um, without even realizing it because he didn't even notice what you were talking about. Ren: (fondly) Oh, he's so-he's so cute. His cute little face. Sausage: Yeah. You mentioned-you just mentioned, you know, what's your favorite, you know, bit of tree bark, and-and the man actually said the word "birch." (Ren laughs, and Sausage joins in) Ren: Birch indeed.
the grave.