DJ

I have a huge backlog of things to post, it’s just most of them are kinda meh to me

a cartoon of mario with the words birthday written above him ALT: a cartoon of mario with the words birthday written above him

Happy

You’ll def get better with time, but it does take a while lol. I also started out by playing with friends who were much better than me at the time, but I loved that bc it helped inspire me back then (7 years ago, so I might be an oldhead I fear). Be sure to give your hands breaks and have fun capn

the face my buddies at the melee local make when they waveshine my sheik into oblivion for the 15th time that night

Ah, a fellow melee-er. I’m sorry for your loss 🫡

Commission fisher guy thingie

Sybil

Undisputed Apex

My Sunset

What is he? He is pink ☝️

Happy bdaaaay

I kind of figured it was social media fatigue. I’ve been abstaining from keeping up with mine for a while too, so I very much understand the need to unplug. Regardless, appreciate seeing from you again king

Kaita is a blue android wolf. She's blue with a white undertone, broad shoulders, and a tall frame. She's got big ol boobies and black pants, with an open blue jacket with a red inside. She's got a yellow heart on her belt, and yellow-colored eyes with black pupils. As in, the whole eye is yellow. Distinctly, her neck is black with mechanical detailing. You know, because she's a robot. She also has black high-heels on. She stands a tilted camera angle, leaning over with a sly smirk, and a mischievous glare. Her large clawed hands hang at her sides, wide and open, ready to grab something. Kaita says, "Watch out. "I'll kiss ya."

Ivan, a suspiciously Kaita-looking android lizard dog-man with a yellow and black spiky-helmet with serrated teeth and blue eyes narrowed to slits, glares at someone off-screen. Ivan has black claws, suspenders, a white dress shirt, and an exposed, mechanical midsection. "Treat? Treating myself?" he asks, incredulously. "Look, Pal, "You'll never catch me. sayin and doin that sissy-weak shit. alright? "I'm The Man. "I'm That Guy. "I'm Him, and don't you forget it." [Years later] Kaita gestures flamboyantly at herself, drawn in a flowy-yet-crude artstyle. Her eyes are shut, and she's making a sunny, crooked, silly, toothy grin. "I rinky my soba!!!!!! haahahah" She says this with a bright joy in her voice, colored by fire-forged hope and optimism. There is a cup of soda in view. Then she grabs it, presenting it to the viewer, making a wide-mouthed, toothy, stupid smile. "!soga!! mm!!!!! yay" she sips the soda from a straw. with each panel the art degrades further. "mmmmhmhmmh!! mmm! ,rinky! mmmmmmmm myay" she falls over, spilling, lifeless on the ground, ass-cheeks up. her soda is several feet in front of her, spilled. there's a crudely drawn table in the distance on the viewer's left.

this machine was repurposed to drink soda and kiss people
she's running out of soda

voyager

Pawsicles

Ay man thank you, your stuff’s pretty fire as well (:

Yeah for sure, and likewise capn

He’s so distinguished

Who would’ve thought not posting for months would completely kill all of my accounts and social media presence. Eh, whatever, nature of the beast

watching a bluey analysis and balancing it out by putting a call of duty kill montage on the other monitor so i don't feel like a baby

😛

If you can decipher my incoherent, sleep deprived social commentary, hats off to you. I’ll probably delete this in a few days

Thanks for still being here. Art soon, love you mwah zzz

Stream of consciousness/Rant TW: Everything Can I be honest about how willing americans are to stick their heads in the sand and adhere to their individualistic tendencies while they remain blissfully ignorant towards anything ...

thoughts from a few weeks ago

I’m going to get something off my chest next post before I make any attempt at returning to normalcy

PSA: If you get a Discord message from someone named Chuckster, DO NOT REPLY! They will claim to help you get the Shine Sprite, but in reality they will just throw you into the abyss.

A creaturr being awkwardly happy despite having a sword through their neck, rainbow blood flowing out of their neck and into their hands under a slightly star filled sky

Out to hurt and constrain
A blade cuts deep
Life slipping away from this bloody hands
A cut through the neck
Yet the heart is aching

And still
You may take everything of me
cut me to pieces
but my true self forever whole will stay

my pride is here to stay

Sorry I haven’t really been interacting on here (or anywhere really). Hopefully that changes soon