“ARTFUL???”

devesto was storming around the killers’ house, looking for artful for god knows what reason. he probably wanted artful to rate his new f3x trick or something, but for the life of him he couldn’t find the magician. meanwhile, killdroid & badware were sat on the couch, exchanging robotic titters & giggles amongst each other as they watched devesto stomp about the house in search of artful. eventually, the yellow man is hit with the realisation of the only place he hadn’t checked—artful’s own damn room. he slaps his own forehead in frustration before stomping his way over to artful’s room, slamming the magician’s dorm open with an almighty crash that even made devesto’s f3x cube jump. his mouth is open, prepared to yell at artful for not showing up when devesto was quite clearly calling for him, until he suddenly realises how artful is… without makeup.

instead of shouts leaving his mouth, devesto’s jaw simply hangs open in near disbelief &/or stupor.