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Hey guys, I don't know if anyone really sees these posts but I just wanted to clarify that lately I've been in a really healthy headspace, and by extension I don't have much inspiration... I'm trying to make something but it's just not coming lately.
I don't plan on ending Dismemberment 101! It's just not going to have consistent updates.
Hopefully I'll find a way to get some inspiration without having to be horribly depressed and angry hating myself, ha ha. Until then, or at least until my next plummeting low point, I don't know when there might be an update.
I don't plan on ending Dismemberment 101! It's just not going to have consistent updates.
Hopefully I'll find a way to get some inspiration without having to be horribly depressed and angry hating myself, ha ha. Until then, or at least until my next plummeting low point, I don't know when there might be an update.
tfw you write the full next chapter but the chapter before is completely unfinished
I HAVEN'T ABANDONED THIS SERIES I'M JUST HAVING TROUBLE FIGURING OUT THE DIALOGUE FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!
Here have some janky perspective art
Here have some janky perspective art
I had a nightmare, which is unusual...
I was shopping for a large Octopus to eat with my mom in the beginning, we couldn't find a lively one so she gave up, but later on she kept leaving the door open and the cats kept getting out. And not just a few cats, just about every cat I know was hanging around by the door trying to get out and I had to keep putting them back inside. I live in front of a super busy street so I was extremely upset that my mom was leaving the door open and didn't seem to care about our cats getting out. I repeatedly yelled "CLOSE THE FUCKING DOOR!!!" at her. Soon, I had gotten most of my cats indoors (they were hanging around the porch and not going towards the road so I could just put them inside easily) but one of them was walking away and eventually missing, I was super distraught about this and about how my mom didn't care at all or try to help (she was cooking). Then I noticed 3 dead people lying in the road along with a really fat dead cat (not mine, also the people weren't gored or anything bloody just lying there dead) with sparse but present other people notably walking by paying no mind to them at all. I was thinking "I should call 911" but I also was thinking about how my cat was now completely missing, and how if there were already dead people in the road he might be next. My friend got home and I told her about the dead people in the road but she kinda shrugged it off. Eventually some people started pulling them out of the road...
Wonder what this means... I believe this is the first time I'e dreamt of finding dead people. Oddly enough, I never have any bloody gore in my deams.
I was shopping for a large Octopus to eat with my mom in the beginning, we couldn't find a lively one so she gave up, but later on she kept leaving the door open and the cats kept getting out. And not just a few cats, just about every cat I know was hanging around by the door trying to get out and I had to keep putting them back inside. I live in front of a super busy street so I was extremely upset that my mom was leaving the door open and didn't seem to care about our cats getting out. I repeatedly yelled "CLOSE THE FUCKING DOOR!!!" at her. Soon, I had gotten most of my cats indoors (they were hanging around the porch and not going towards the road so I could just put them inside easily) but one of them was walking away and eventually missing, I was super distraught about this and about how my mom didn't care at all or try to help (she was cooking). Then I noticed 3 dead people lying in the road along with a really fat dead cat (not mine, also the people weren't gored or anything bloody just lying there dead) with sparse but present other people notably walking by paying no mind to them at all. I was thinking "I should call 911" but I also was thinking about how my cat was now completely missing, and how if there were already dead people in the road he might be next. My friend got home and I told her about the dead people in the road but she kinda shrugged it off. Eventually some people started pulling them out of the road...
Wonder what this means... I believe this is the first time I'e dreamt of finding dead people. Oddly enough, I never have any bloody gore in my deams.
I woke up in distress, so that's why I count it as a nightmare. I guess in general it's not all that scary, but it's pretty rare that I feel that way after I wake up, even after dreams I'd classify as traditional nightmares I don't get any genuine feelings of alarm. In my dreams I'm often in some bad situation I can't run from (my legs don't work and I can't scream) but they usually don't end badly, or they cut off before the bad thing ends, even if I'm still asleep.
I gotta start drawing these on my new laptop, the files are gonna take up too much space...
This has been a harrowing experience and it's still not over. Wish me luck.
I already nearly deleted around 1.5K files by accident, since for some reason the files on my main computer were ALSO put in the trash, because I put them in the trash on my other new computer, yeah that makes sense yes I like having to reorganize like a thousand pictures and screen shots by year all over again yeah that's great...
I would ask my dad for help but I don't want him seeing my comic.
I would ask my dad for help but I don't want him seeing my comic.
