Welcome to the Glade of Dreams!

Writer and director: Jesse (That’s me)

Voicing talents: Crowe, Jaddo, Squilly, Dontae, Lunar, Emma, and Lanna.

Illustrators: Lunar, Chi, and Linkocomic.

Concept designers: Chi, and Pastel.

Score composers: Jumble and Funky.

Watch the full pilot here!

For more behind the scenes trivia, please visit our BlueSky account.

Join our Discord Server if you’re feeling more adventurous!

Wish you all sweet dreams!

In need of a second-hand artist to help with the primary character assets. Must be someone who can replicate the art style of our main illustrator, LunaryHues.

Team Unlimbited greatly prioritizes mental health and breathing room for personal life. Our main illustrator, Lunar, is greatly suffering a burnout at the moment, and has been feeling less motivated to continue on. While they’ll still have a name on this project, especially since their art plays a crucial role on Rayman Unlimbited, we could use a co-illustrator to help reduce stress.

The following art below is meant to serve as reference. Please send me a direct message, on either here or my discord (jesstheman), if you’re willing to comply.

Warning: Extremely flammable, not washing machine friendly, choking hazard to monster children under 6, and may become vengeful when badly mistreated.

Have a better look at this adorable ugly thing!

“Boooooooooooo! 👎👎👎”

Polakus, along with his fairy daughters, had shaped the Glade Of Dreams into an open-minded society. Therefore, queer identities, as well as relationships, are accepted by the masses. There’s no such thing as a “norm” in Polokus’s region. However, nobody clarifies themselves by labels. It’s not that they don’t believe in labels, they just aren’t aware that they exist.

If you’re gay, you just say you’re only into men.

If you’re a lesbian, you say you’re only into women.

If you’re bisexual, you tell them gender doesn’t matter.

If you’re pansexual, you tell them appearance, shape, or gender doesn’t matter.

If you’re asexual, you say you’re not into that kind of stuff.

If you’re aromantic, you tell them you’re not the “mushy” type.

If you’re trans/nonbinary/generfluid/whatever, you tell them who you are.

Thanks, but I don’t know what the heck you’re talking about.

Ha ha ha ha…

No.

I’ve already knew them since Betilla found me, 110 years ago.

Happy Mother’s Day Matriarch Unity!

Better sit down and wait this one out.

We, the Unlimbited team, thank you so much for your following! The support for this project means a whole lot to us!

Edit: Plum. The number of followers immediately reduced to 99 on the very day I posted this. Oh well. I’m still going to keep this art up.

Glutes need no introduction, due to how common they are. But did you know they were once sold as pets in Areopolis, around the 1940s?

Not only did the Areopis find them cute, especially in their young stages, but they wanted to exploit their rain-making abilities for free water. Thus, the foreign pet market saw an opportunity close in their grasp. The adults were too heavy to take back home, and the glutelings’ cries were too irritable for a long trip, so they stole their eggs. Sad, isn’t it? Once the eggs hatched, the newborn polliwogs were then taught to be loyal, obedient, and cuddly for their new future owners. After the babies overwent a full metamorphosis, the pet merchants trained them to make rain by making them watch footage reels of adult glutes performing the ritual.

Glutelings sold like hotcakes. Unfortunately, they were incredibly more difficult to maintain than the Areopis accounted for. Glutes can be as civilized as people, so once they grew up, they became independent, eating owners out of a house and home, along with wasting their electricity and water. Speaking of water, the glutes preferred to give their owners rain on their own free time, instead of by demand. Sometimes, they would start thunderstorms indoors whenever they got provoked. Did I mention they multiplied? A few children, who weren’t aware that glutes lived off of a strict pescatarian diet, fed them meat, and households became fumigated.

Every Areopi, who had owned a glute, shared their complaints with the media, and once the system took notice, a new law then passed by the early 1970s, turning glute ownership illegal. What did the Areopis do with the glutes after that? Well, they sent them all away on a sinking ship. But don’t worry, they never drowned. Glutes are naturally born swimmers.

Unless you have leporiphobia.

Why would I need a power like that when I can already shoot my fists off like rockets? Besides, I don’t really know.

Why wouldn’t I? When you combine the richness of chocolate with the coolness of mint, it leaves you with a refreshing aftertaste.