This art is rather old now-
I don't have the best sense of time but I am aware (and more than a little embarrassed) about how long it has been since the last string of uploads.
This embarrassment fuels itself, because the longer one does not post, the more embarrassed one is that they have not posted.
However, there is a pleasant mitigation to this-
As I look at it now, my art has really really improved! Hopefully you will see this soon-
maybe not in the string of pages I aim to release in the coming weeks, as that art is old,
but in the delectable side-content I hope to start posting.
Mostly non-canon, often sleazy fun!

P.S. Oscar does look proper mental here. I'd only really just started drawing him when this page was made, and I was still getting to the spiritual heart of his design; one that emerged as paranoid, on-edge, manic and yet servile to Isabelle's influence. Surmised by those grand, disc-like eyes that I swear get bigger every time I draw him. The nature of his disposition deserves a proper look-at, and I hope I'm able to represent it in flickers here and there. Some stuff here is pretty rough-shod, Isabelle's detailing is pretty minimal in a way I hadn't recognised, but it starts getting better and that's all I really want from the world and this comic.