“The sketch is cool, I’ll just ink it real quick…” o_o He came out looking more focused than in the sketch. I don’t think I want to know what he’s thinking about. XD

Mind reading, tragically photographic memory having, god powers Pickles. He’s lost in thought, not paying attention, and yet…

Alt text: A cartoon styled white man with dreadlocks partially combed over his bald head, sideburns, and a short beard and mustache. He’s wearing a t-shirt with the sleeves ripped and holding a can of beer. Everything is in a bright red-purple palette. He looks thoughtful, lips puffed out to show his front teeth in a vacant grimace. On his forehead a third eye has split open, the wrinkles of skin like eyelids, a runnel of blood sliding down his nose, his left pierced brow tacky with wetness. He isn’t looking at you with his two eyes, but the third one stares dirctly at the viewer.