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More like having no regards for workplace safety and having stupid luck at surviving the odds of having nearly the entire right side of your body shredded off. This here is Wally, an older OC I made a couple of years ago, that I haven't really had the chance to make art for, or make a true setting for yet. Be it in some form of tabletop RPG, backstory, or the like. Wally is a rare tortoiseshell Tabaxi, being males are almost unheard of for calicos and tortoiseshell, and as such is currently the only male in a tribe full of women. That said, it can be assumed that most of his tribe, especially his mother, are pretty much at wits end with the lad, as they wish to treat him as some form of royalty, to take care of all of his needs, to protect him from the harsh outside world, and yet all the reckless male seems to do is get himself into accident after accident. While not per say plagued with bad luck, his trade and interest, be it tinkering and creating new things and mechanics out of the most random products... many times of the explosive catagory, or practicing his aim with a rifle, he holds no regards for his own safety. Many times either finding himself distracted, or having moments where he thinks of something wild, and simply MUST disregard everything and immediately set forth on a new project, both usually end up with some dangerous hazards laying around his workshop.

Though he does try rather hard, many of his inventions simply fail, or explode. As was the main cause of his right eye becoming nearly useless, the loss of his right arm and leg, chunk of his ear missing, and the damage done to his tail... needless to say, it's best to keep him away from something that might kill him, as he has already used about 6 of his nine lives. Though as the saying goes he loves to toss around whenever he is asked simply " Why?," he replies with " I am simply making the most of nine lives." Somebody should tell him that that isn't exactly funny, considering the damage done to him already.
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I swear, this piece man... it was plagued with bad luck from the start. This is actually the second time I redrew nearly the entire damn thing. Sai decided randomly one day, four days into this, to just... corrupt the save file. Out of nowhere. Wasn't trying to save it, or anything, just using the blend tool and " poof." Then a thunderstorm knocked power out, lost progress on that second attempt. Then my car ends up in the garage twice, then--- well you get the picture. It's almost like trying to draw Wally caused me to have his luck of things exploding.

I did admittedly finish this piece a few days ago, but I just needed a break from... well, life. So that is why I am a little late getting this here.

Another side note, the trigger to his rifle is purposely higher up. It's a modification he made to it that so far, has not destroyed itself. He has an awkward way of holding the rifle due to being single-armed, and having the trigger where it is gives him the best stability he can muster as of right now.

SO yeah overall this was a fun piece, but I would rather be able to avoid alot of complications for a good couple of weeks.

Hope you all enjoy.

Description
More like having no regards for workplace safety and having stupid luck at surviving the odds of having nearly the entire right side of your body shredded off. This here is Wally, an older OC I made a couple of years ago, that I haven't really had the chance to make art for, or make a true setting for yet. Be it in some form of tabletop RPG, backstory, or the like. Wally is a rare tortoiseshell Tabaxi, being males are almost unheard of for calicos and tortoiseshell, and as such is currently the only male in a tribe full of women. That said, it can be assumed that most of his tribe, especially his mother, are pretty much at wits end with the lad, as they wish to treat him as some form of royalty, to take care of all of his needs, to protect him from the harsh outside world, and yet all the reckless male seems to do is get himself into accident after accident. While not per say plagued with bad luck, his trade and interest, be it tinkering and creating new things and mechanics out of the most random products... many times of the explosive catagory, or practicing his aim with a rifle, he holds no regards for his own safety. Many times either finding himself distracted, or having moments where he thinks of something wild, and simply MUST disregard everything and immediately set forth on a new project, both usually end up with some dangerous hazards laying around his workshop.

Though he does try rather hard, many of his inventions simply fail, or explode. As was the main cause of his right eye becoming nearly useless, the loss of his right arm and leg, chunk of his ear missing, and the damage done to his tail... needless to say, it's best to keep him away from something that might kill him, as he has already used about 6 of his nine lives. Though as the saying goes he loves to toss around whenever he is asked simply " Why?," he replies with " I am simply making the most of nine lives." Somebody should tell him that that isn't exactly funny, considering the damage done to him already.
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I swear, this piece man... it was plagued with bad luck from the start. This is actually the second time I redrew nearly the entire damn thing. Sai decided randomly one day, four days into this, to just... corrupt the save file. Out of nowhere. Wasn't trying to save it, or anything, just using the blend tool and " poof." Then a thunderstorm knocked power out, lost progress on that second attempt. Then my car ends up in the garage twice, then--- well you get the picture. It's almost like trying to draw Wally caused me to have his luck of things exploding.

I did admittedly finish this piece a few days ago, but I just needed a break from... well, life. So that is why I am a little late getting this here.

Another side note, the trigger to his rifle is purposely higher up. It's a modification he made to it that so far, has not destroyed itself. He has an awkward way of holding the rifle due to being single-armed, and having the trigger where it is gives him the best stability he can muster as of right now.

SO yeah overall this was a fun piece, but I would rather be able to avoid alot of complications for a good couple of weeks.

Hope you all enjoy.