Not sure if I like it… but I never said I’m a good artist. Because I’m not. Or at least not today. But I’m still trying my hardest to participate in FrobinWeek2018 over at @frobinfandays
Inktober #2: “I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing again. Mine ear is much enamored of thy note. So is mine eye enthrallèd to thy shape…” (Some Midsummers Night FRobin)
We meet Franky the first time he is 12 + 10 years building the sea train + 4 more years sea train = 26 years when Franky learned about Pluton, Robin and how it is to get run over by a train.
At some point we learn that Robin joins the Baroque Works at 24 and I forgot how I put down that a year earlier she crossed the Red Line but yeah…
Useless 