Imagine that your parents are dead and all you have by your side is a armless man, and one that gets pleasure from rubbing dirty spoons. You killed a man and ate his flesh. Your technically a canibal. Well, things don't always go like you want them...
Hello there! Now don't worry I will be posting a chapter later on tonight, but before I do that I would like to show you the concept sketches that I did before writing this story, just because I found them while looking in a notebook of mine. ^^
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These were the human designs I did for them, and as you can see Joyce's last name was in fact slaughter, unlike how her last name now is Bonacelly.
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The designs for them after the war remained the same for Salad Fingers (of course) but Joyce's changed. My original idea for her was that, while trying to escape a fire she burned her hands, leaving them black. But in the end I thought that would of been too stupid. I also was going to give her a necklace, that Hubert gave her, but that was before I turned him into a huge jerk.
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Another sketch, shows how she is staring at him, emotionless. In the beginning I wanted Joyce to be a full on canibal. And even attempt to attack Salad Fingers. But in the end, Joyce turned out to be a sweet little girl who is friends with monsters. Thanks again for reading! I hope you enjoyed these. -SquiddyInks
