This is Bronte, the straight sports-loving seagull that always takes his chances in sport no matter what; he's got a slightly lean body and wears a red cap, and orange tank, blue shorts, and green (non-copyright) sneaks. The background is a (non-descriptive) football field. (Couldn't decide on a name at first for him)

Meet Pluto. Unless you happened to stumble upon him before, he is a rabbit, highly thinking of himself beyond the reason of mental health, and he can't help but take things over the top. He wears a green turtleneck sweater, maroon (non-copyright) athletic jeans with pockets, and some (non-copyright) blue mid-tops. The background isn't anything special at a glance. (His design is based off of most of the cartoon rabbits from then to now, obscure or not)

Decided to redraw the key arts for Pluto and Bronte (and this is in the first drawn order)

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Pluto's mad, holding a bat, charging his swing, someone's hand is reaching to him, but no avail. The text behind Pluto says "TAP TAP TAP" The text below that is "SEVEN-NINTH CONCEPT" The text above that is "COJUM DIP"

Pluto fights the voice in his head in a color-ridden dark void. The text on the line says "PUZZLE DUST" The text below it says "cojum dip"

Pluto does a stage performance at the auditorium for a special occasion, wherein he won't make this anything short of an artistic endeavor and a final bow. The ghosts back up for his requiem, and they resemble the ones he loved the most in every way possible. The text on his suit says "134340 PLUTO" COJUM DIP

And thus, he took his final bow for the stage, and is finally free. The text to the left says "MY NAME WAS PLUTO" The text to the right says "VOLKAGE"

GREW UP ON WHATEVER HAPPENED TO AN ARRANT ASTEROID.

ill just see myself out to the void.

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Pluto, with his body color changed to a full-on sepia tone, has a lanyard camera and a distressed face, stranded in an ancient text room (which is, unrecognizably, on fire) as a Plutolite raps to him about whatever shit it's trying to spit out. The text on the top right says: "M54" COJUM DIP FOUR-SIXTH CONCEPT

Pluto, now in a sort-of medieval art style, is once again in distress, this time with a spear (supposedly) in hand, and is trying not to die by the claws of the ever-dreaded Jabberwocky, which is eyeing him within the corner of the woods, completely secluded from everything else. The text above and below the art says "JABBERWOCKY" COJUM DIP There's also hidden text here, try to read that.

Pluto is in outer space, and from what could be told by the way he's trying to leave his seat, he seems, rather predictably, distressed. He's (supposedly) headed towards the Moon, VERY rapidly, as the bottom left has the milky way (of how I visually represent it) creeping in below. The text below and above the art says: "Waltz in E-major, op. 15 "MOON WALTZ" COJUM DIP is upside down.

I totally don't feel tired or dead after doing all of this TOTALLY not at all

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(Yes, I was too lazy to draw the cockpit of a ship, what of it?)