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Bonus Sketch: Ichiru of The Bully Code

Added 2020-10-17 02:07:46 +0000 UTC

Grabbed a quick sketch from https://twitter.com/Wriizzyarts for the latest Bully Code girl. I keep getting really visual with them when I write, so always get the urge to have their look sort of cemented. I definitely pictured her a little more cartoony than the others so their style felt great to exaggerate some things with. Bearing in mind she's a 7 foot tall mute goth girl

Takane jerked her thumb back at one of the silent sukeban behind her. She raised a hand and gave a lackluster wave, but she was hard to miss. The girl was bizarrely tall: nearly seven feet tall with all white hair pulled into twintails. She wore the same black blouse and long skirt with the same pale skin as the rest of her gang. A length of chain was kept in a loop on her hip, menacing anyone who dared mess with someone so huge. Black lipstick marked her full and pouty lips and dark eyeliner marked her wide and gleaming blue eyes. She wasn’t especially thin so much as tall, but distinctly flat chested. It left her ragged red scarf, the only thing not black or white about her, to billow around her shoulders as she moved. It certainly didn’t help but imagine the girl as an oversized scarecrow.

“So…” Ayami said, looking far up at the giant goth. “Did you want us to ask him over for her?”

Takane blinked in surprise. “Uh… basically, yes, actually. We don’t do… you know. Social things.”

Kumatake furrowed her brow as she weighed this in her mind. She stepped up to the blushing giant and nodded slightly at her.

“You okay with this?”

The goth stopped blushing and snapped back into her blank stare. She nodded as she watched the tall but not nearly as tall blonde, awkwardly looking down on her.

“…so what you gonna say to this dude?”

Ichiru rubbed her chin for a moment, then raised her hands in front of her. She started to gesture rapidly, flicking her fingers or clasping her hands together. Kumatake stared at her until she was finished.

“I don’t do gang signs, jumbo,” Kumatake said bluntly. “Out with it.”

“No, uh…” Takane added as she leaned in to assist. “Ichi’s def. Like, actually can’t talk. She’s not doing a gimmick like the rest of us.”