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"Another day, another continent squashed underfoot. Another few hundred millions dead. To the gods walking the earth, though, that doesn't mean more than a bunch of dust on their shoe soles. All those bodies reduced to nothing, never getting a proper burial besides under these sneakers... then again, isn't this the best kind of funeral? What an honor to have eternal rest in the mile-long grooves of a god's Converses. Or Adidas. Whichever happened to step upon your city."

Jay, [12.02.18 00:03]

Draw

Jay, [12.02.18 00:03]

Me

Jay, [12.02.18 00:03]

Free

Jay, [12.02.18 00:03]

Shit

FUCK YOU, Jay, YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE A HOT SON OF A BITCH AND I LOVE EXTERMINATING MITES WITH YOU >:(

I had a sketch of shoes laying around, and after a bit of *ahem* encouragement from Jay, decided to finish it real quick. Of course, featuring those two utter assholes Ethan and Jay and their genocidal sneakers.

I LOVE this pose Jay's shoes are in, too. Mrr~

(I refuse to make the pun I was thinking of for the title)

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