I SWEAR these are just warmup sketches, to get ready to draw (and write) stuff I’ve promised to some of y'all



Ken reclines on a lawn chair with a martini, while Allan stands in front of a rack of different sunglasses, looking at himself in the mirror at the top of it. Allan: I'm starting to understand what's happening. it's like the matrix. I can control the physics of this world. so can you. Ken: what are you going on about Allan? Allan: something's glitched our memories. but it's all coming back to me now. I know what this reality is. Ken: wtf man?ALT
Allan looks deep into the eyes of his reflection as he speaks. Allan; you know why all the Barbies are basically the same? cause they were all made. by the same person. so were the Kens. YOU created the Kens. don't you remember? Ken: Allan chill the heck out. Allan: no I Will not. there's only one of me here, because I'm not the creator of any of these weirdos.ALT
Allan: But there's someone in here I did create! And he's the key to all of this! I remember it now! I brought him in here to protect. To watch over this whole MESS so it wouldn't fall apart. But it DID. He must be somewhere in here --desperately searching for a way to help us... to fix our memories -- I gotta FIND him! Ken: Whatever, man! You're tripping. Leave me out of this --im just Ken. ALT
Allan has put on a pair of glasses, and is leaning intensely toward his reflection. Allan: No. Youve got User Power too, if you'd just apply yourself. You aren't just a Ken, Flynn. You're KEVIN. And there's only 1 ALLAN because I'm ALAN-1. You gonna help me find Tron or not? Ken: I don't gotta do anything, man. I'm Kenough. Allan: rrrgh I TOLD them the ENCOM/Mattel merger would be a disaster. TOLD THEM ALT