#san monstroso

So ya’ll already know what’s going on! Draw your characters enjoying their FAVORITE foods!

Don’t be shy! No food is a bad food!

Hi! I’m trying to come back from this or should I say sorry for going ghost. I really wanna come back and do great. A lot of things has happened, things I won’t say because it involves people in my life. I don’t wanna cause problems for them. While life was kicking my butt, I decided I wasn’t in the right mind or mood.

Which was a lie to myself and cause me to ignore my responsibility to bring you some decent art and lore. Most importantly, being part of a great group of @san-monstroso. I’m still scared to talk to them because I feel like they’ll be upset or disappointed at me. I would like to apologize for not bring you anything and please forgive me.

I wanna come back and start drawing my baby, Chris. I still wanna thank the people who help me create him, from naming ( @bauscheussetime) and giving me a hand (literally, @monsterpadge). I wanna give thanks to @cryer-labush and @drawotion for drawing him, when I didn’t think anyone would. Also @asknlarchivist and everyone who asked about him.

This does sound like I’m leaving, but I’m not going to. I started this to get back to draw and improve on it. In order to do that, I must ask y’all to not do any fanart of him. Seeing people do it, does bring me joy, but there’s always a bit of jealousy and sadness. I think to myself of why can’t I draw like that? Why am I sooo bad? So, I need to change that thought process and work on it and ask to hold off on any fanart. You people are beautiful and kind.

Toby had been running for a fair bit. It had seemed like such a good idea too, lovely crisp day, not too cold, and it really wasn’t anymore than his usual runs honestly. 

and yet he was exhausted. he had to stop. so he stood there, catching his breath looking for a place to rest his feet. yet lo and behold ever bench seemed to taken, no real surprise on a lovely day like this he guessed.

yet there. over yonder, there was a seat [he kicked himself mentally for his over dramatic ways even in his head] it was occupied but only by one feline monster?

but he must have seat! [he kicked himself mentally again] as he walked on over

“hi, hello” he raised a hand to the monster tilting a bit as was his habit, being so tall and all. “would you mind if sit here. i just, really need to rest my feet, and everywhere else seems to be taken” he asked them politely.

Tick was taking their first day off in months & decided to spend it with their dog, taking him to the park & getting him a new toy (which he seemed to currently think was for cuddles & not chewing)

Tick’s focus on the dog was broken however when another’s hand caught their vision.

“Don’t know what you’re talking about to be frank. Fiaclans only have two forms, domestic and original…”

"A gruesome topic, I know... But bear with me."

"No disturbing imagery shall follow this time, I'd like to keep my viewers, not repel them."

"We will discuss the psychological effects of such an experiment first, but we must learn the actual name of the scientist beforehand."

The TV let's out a burst of static and a MRI image of a human brain is displayed.