I have an absolutely irrational dislike of Seymour as a character, it’s not right. I can’t explain it, I can’t justify it, there’s just something about his little potato sprite assed self that rubs me all the wrong ways.
What even is he, you know? Fucked up half egg, half potato, all hands guy. Thing is, there’s more bizarre characters than that in videogames, more bizarre characters I don’t want to set fire to, never mind.
So obviously I had to have a pop at drawing Seymour. I didn’t like it but I had to go along with it. And here we are.
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