"Let's spend a bit more time here, shall we?"

EPIC CLUB (Main Project)

(TLDR: Some alien lore shit that involves goofy ahh aliens, goofy ahh adventures and trying to avoid nihilism)

No one knows how they've got here, but they have. In the middle of the universe in the andromeda galaxy, in a planet called Epicland. exist the color spirits to fight evil and bring colors to the world. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple and gray. (Andris, Lorgzee, Kedmile, Yodion, Imimika, Sotti, Zaxregea, and Enieu) One day, the red spirit wanted to become human-like. What happens next

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Gray skin, red eyes, what the hell am I...?

Andris, now a nine year old girl named Melody Ren Cohen, nothing much to say about her. Unless she was able to meet up again with someone, who might've been, a secret true sister...

DIOX!D3 (On hiatus; pronounced "Dioxide”):

D!0X!D3 (pronounced “Dioxide”): ANARCHY AGAINST CONTROL. On an alien planet called Epicland, and abandoned child called Melanie gets adopted into an anarchist society called Syr-Ko’s Children Anarchist Society! (SKCAS for short). No adults allowed, you get kicked out when you’re 30. In this society, children run the game, with a plan to eliminate the ones who control us and make their world r0b0t!c. You’d wonder to yourself:

WH0’S THAT L!TTL3 R0B0T FR3!ND 0F Y0URS, K!DS?!

Other Projects from the Subconscious:

Displaced Sororities

(It's honestly more like a saga, but it wasn't until a few days ago that I remembered that word...)

Dreams are weird, especially when two simple hours could sometimes feel like an entire lifetime. April 22, 2010: A girl named Yahaira falls victim to this unfortunate phenomenon, thus creating me, us, everyone. In my early years, I always wanted a sister, but the never happened. My mom always says she wanted two girls. I tell her she ended up with me instead; an amalgamate of what could've been her two girls.

As I entered my teenage years I noticed something very off about the world, so very unreal, and I start to become lucid in this dream world.

I remember that I'm someone's little sister. Melody's little sister, Yahaira. I'm now piecing together the complicated puzzle of who I was, who Melody was, and what happened before I entered this dream. The first and most important thing I keep in mind:

I LOVE MY SISTER

Red Room Mall

It’s the early 6000’s in planet Epicland, and there’s a new group of family celebrities in town. Debranii Side City’s very own, record breaking Kerearñé family. The world's strongest family blending their fitness and flexibility with the art of choreography, motion but overall happy family fun!

There was Mother Iiekanii, Father Bindris, Elder Sister Ekkevepeii, or her nickname, Evergreen and Twin Brothers Enber and Kaomii. All performing in their muscular glory.

Out of the many fans who crowded among them, was a young 13-year-old boy, named Otoño Desrosiers, who along with his best pal, Kio Yang (plus his cousin Kepler and his friend Martis Ekkevin) became head-over-heels fans of the Kerearñė family, Otoño especially. He loved Evergreen the most. Longing for her love along with everyone else’s as he never received it in his upbringing. 

The kids were never anything more than loyal fans, but as time grew, the ever so famous family needed some nice, luxury bodyguards for who knows what reason. It’s at that point where although Kio still kept his sanity Otoño’s loyalty soared to patriotism to true love until slipping down into the abyss of sadness, jealousy, envy, anger, vengeance, MURDER.

Though the world saw a killer, perhaps could one still consider to take a peek into the poor boy’s neurons and see both the beginning, middle and ends of an impending tragedy?

A Very Necessary Story On A Very Lonely Kid: Born 4/23/1999. A young boy named Brayden Mendez. No friends, no sibling, Brayden hasn’t meet anyone besides his parents until kindergarten. Isolated from humanity, he’s left to rot in his loneliness until he finally breaks.

And even his afterlife doesn’t spark a friend.

I low-key started off this month pissed off at everyone, especially my stupid country and more personally, my mom because she one of those people who think they can't be queer/transphobic when they very much can and most of the time are, and she really showed her true colors earlier this month.

As important as it is to bring up serious topics like this and fight against them, I still wanted to make something more wholesome as well. Art is my biggest escape from the real world, as it is for many people, maybe even you, the person reading this.

I'm not trans, but I am queer (possibly either bi or pan) and am a huge supporter of trans/nonbinary rights. I feel so happy when drawing non cis and/or heteronormative characters being themselves where no one is making fun of them, accusing them of being bad people for being who they are, hate them, or want them gone for the crime of just being themselves.

LGBTQIA+ People should be respected and represented all times of the year.