ugh, i’m sick.
feverish and congested. bleh.
no energy for this strip.
the idea is that we’re pulling out to show how the familys and monsters are settling back into their fallout shelter pile.
the three previous portholes continue their brief stupid stories in the firs three on the top row.
i never did figure out how to justify the idea of the rooms inside being bigger than a single tube. I still want them to be tubes. just screwed up drawing them : every single time.
bleh. I’m going to go lay down.
sorry for the lack of art here.
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