Summer is on, pétanque is on. The french boules game is the least epic sport ever, albeit a challenging one. So, get your balls, friends, beers (or pastis for the proper apéro) and a copious amount of bad faith as the sun sets, and you're good to go. But no outlandish sense of fashion or skin color is gonna save you from frustration.
L'été arrive, et la pétanque avec. Ce jeu de boules bien franchouille n'est peut-être pas le plus épique, mais reste bien difficile à maîtriser. Alors prends ton matos, tes amis, tes bières (ou ton pastis pour un apéro plus traditionnel), et une bonne dose de mauvaise foi, et vient régler tes différends au coucher de soleil. Aucun sens de la mode extravagant ou couleur de peau de l'espace ne te sauverade la frustration, cela dit.
In French, the jack is called "the piglet" ("le cochonnet"). Oiiink is gruiiik. Now you're all set, thank me later.
Trianglenn seems chill, but who knows what's going on in his mind?
Rounda is already ready to be a sore loser and make someone regret challenging her. Anyone will do.
Squaric should take it easy. He's all shaky and sweaty.
Yep, those are the basic primitive shapes that laid the basis of their design, for added individuality and, well, just fun.
Hand drawing cleaned.
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