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Need new Hill-Billie Art
New Hill-Billie Greens!
>"You're gonna love this." Billie stated, her hands and bare feet now planted firmly on the damp earth, a crouched position like a frog poised to leap.
>Grace stared, her confusion escalating into full-blown bewilderment.
>"What... what are you doing?" she managed, her voice a reedy whisper. "Was this some kind of country initiation? A pre-show ritual for a bizarre rural talent show?"
>Billie took a deep, theatrical breath, her chest puffing out. Then, with a low grunt, she slammed her muddy hands flat against the ground. Slowly, deliberately, she began to lift her arms, her gaze fixed intently on the earth beneath them.
>"Is this... some kind of a hillbilly dance move?" Grace ventured, a nervous laugh bubbling up. The sheer absurdity of the situation was starting to compete with her lingering terror.
>Billie let out a low, rumbling chuckle, the sound like pebbles tumbling down a creek bed.
>"Heh! Naw, city gal. Just you watch. See what's happenin' right in front of your very own eyes."
>Grace’s gaze dropped to the ground, and her breath hitched. Where Billie's hands had been, the mud began to stir. Not just a little wiggle from her movements, but a definite, undeniable, independent stirring.
>It began to form a circular shape, churning and swirling, glistening ominously. It looked... alive.
>Grace's jaw went slack, her eyes widening to saucers. She was speechless. The mud was moving.
>Her gaze snapped back to Billie. The girl was now moving her muddy hands through the air with fluid, almost graceful gestures, her concentration absolute.
>It was as if she were sculpting an invisible form, and the mud below responded to every flick of her wrist, every flex of her fingers. Billie was controlling it.
>Grace rubbed her eyes furiously, then pinched herself hard on the arm.
>"Ow!" she hissed. This wasn't a dream. This was happening.
>"You're gonna love this." Billie stated, her hands and bare feet now planted firmly on the damp earth, a crouched position like a frog poised to leap.
>Grace stared, her confusion escalating into full-blown bewilderment.
>"What... what are you doing?" she managed, her voice a reedy whisper. "Was this some kind of country initiation? A pre-show ritual for a bizarre rural talent show?"
>Billie took a deep, theatrical breath, her chest puffing out. Then, with a low grunt, she slammed her muddy hands flat against the ground. Slowly, deliberately, she began to lift her arms, her gaze fixed intently on the earth beneath them.
>"Is this... some kind of a hillbilly dance move?" Grace ventured, a nervous laugh bubbling up. The sheer absurdity of the situation was starting to compete with her lingering terror.
>Billie let out a low, rumbling chuckle, the sound like pebbles tumbling down a creek bed.
>"Heh! Naw, city gal. Just you watch. See what's happenin' right in front of your very own eyes."
>Grace’s gaze dropped to the ground, and her breath hitched. Where Billie's hands had been, the mud began to stir. Not just a little wiggle from her movements, but a definite, undeniable, independent stirring.
>It began to form a circular shape, churning and swirling, glistening ominously. It looked... alive.
>Grace's jaw went slack, her eyes widening to saucers. She was speechless. The mud was moving.
>Her gaze snapped back to Billie. The girl was now moving her muddy hands through the air with fluid, almost graceful gestures, her concentration absolute.
>It was as if she were sculpting an invisible form, and the mud below responded to every flick of her wrist, every flex of her fingers. Billie was controlling it.
>Grace rubbed her eyes furiously, then pinched herself hard on the arm.
>"Ow!" she hissed. This wasn't a dream. This was happening.
>>149397148
She's a current thread topic, she's also still new so we don't have a dossier compiled on her.
They live in the Appalachian mountain range. Billie can control mud, Nellie is her younger sister.
She's a current thread topic, she's also still new so we don't have a dossier compiled on her.
They live in the Appalachian mountain range. Billie can control mud, Nellie is her younger sister.
Weekly /co/ creation thread
Or /coc/ thread if that's what you look for in the catalog.
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Past threads:
https://desuarchive.org/co/search/text/the-conservatory%20wiki/type/op/
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https://the-conservatory.fandom.com/wiki/The_/co/nservatory_Wiki
Past threads:
https://desuarchive.org/co/search/text/the-conservatory%20wiki/type/op/
>>149076019
It just occured to me how skinny I drew her, she probably should have more meat on her bones, yeah? Or maybe I'm missing something.
>>149082212
I got you, that was on my mind too, I'll be sure to do that when I draw her in the future.
It just occured to me how skinny I drew her, she probably should have more meat on her bones, yeah? Or maybe I'm missing something.
>>149082212
I got you, that was on my mind too, I'll be sure to do that when I draw her in the future.