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Why is Everyone Leaving?

Her name is Lavender.

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I would soon come to enjoy the company of the girl who handed me Qa. I can’t remember her original name. All I can recall is her number, Five. Just like the others, she despised the fact that I loved Qa so much, but she later told me she understood.

Oftentimes Hollow who end up at Wo Gol had missed a crucial stage in their physical development. When we turn 5 or 6 years old, we’re supposed to have grown tall enough to reach the ceiling of our nursery tunnel. I only stood about halfway, stretching my arms; I was only a fingernail away from grazing the hard rock above. Five was a good head shorter than me, even though we were the same age. Her mother considered her awful and left her here. She had almost taken to Qa but kept her distance as much as possible. The kid who handed her the doll made a strange sound when she happily took it, so Five, realizing how gross it really was, kept it at an arm’s distance from then on.

I snorted at her. Qa may be gross, but she is a great listener. I did eventually become slightly more friendly with the others, but Five and Qa were the only two whom I truly considered friends.

-Excerpt from T.E.S.S.E Manifesto

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To keep young Hollows from running a muck around the Puj Ra there are a few activities: eating, making decorative Ran, learning, courting, and digging. I was finishing up scraping out the last bit of rubbish from the Wo Gol when I heard a loud rumbling. Normally, this wouldn’t even earn a flinch, but by the third rumble, I realized just how wrong it sounded. Typically, a rhythmic rumbling would be attached to somebody digging further down the Puj. Or if the rumbling was loud enough, it would be another Mo or earthquake. However, this rumbling was somehow shaking the most powerful and origin of all essence, on a beat. It would go on for six seconds, then stop for two, and then continue for six more. I was in the middle of thinking it was simply a very hefty La when Five stumbled into the area. She stood still for a moment, and I could hear her panicked breath. She whispered, just loud enough for all within the area to hear:

“The Bright Hollow have come.”

-Excerpt from T.E.S.S.E Manifesto

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Why is Everyone Leaving?

Her name is Lavender.

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I would soon come to enjoy the company of the girl who handed me Qa. I can’t remember her original name. All I can recall is her number, Five. Just like the others, she despised the fact that I loved Qa so much, but she later told me she understood.

Oftentimes Hollow who end up at Wo Gol had missed a crucial stage in their physical development. When we turn 5 or 6 years old, we’re supposed to have grown tall enough to reach the ceiling of our nursery tunnel. I only stood about halfway, stretching my arms; I was only a fingernail away from grazing the hard rock above. Five was a good head shorter than me, even though we were the same age. Her mother considered her awful and left her here. She had almost taken to Qa but kept her distance as much as possible. The kid who handed her the doll made a strange sound when she happily took it, so Five, realizing how gross it really was, kept it at an arm’s distance from then on.

I snorted at her. Qa may be gross, but she is a great listener. I did eventually become slightly more friendly with the others, but Five and Qa were the only two whom I truly considered friends.

-Excerpt from T.E.S.S.E Manifesto

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I was Always Told I was

"Special"

Why does everything look so similar? Why do tree rings look like eyes? Is everything connected?

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In my early years, my father abandoned me at a Wo Gol, where juvenile Hollow resided, promising he would come back for me soon. He never did. And the other Hollow didn’t make staying there any easier either. Looking back on it now, I realize I was more emotionally hurt than anything else. Nobody wanted to be near me. My father was a ghastly creature, his face struck fear in the hearts of others, but even so, he still felt the need to abandon me, what kind of horrible ugly thing did that make me?

-Excerpt from T.E.S.S.E Manifesto

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Hollow families normally sleep together. Nothing's better than snuggling up to your kin, burying your head in their chest and sharing body heat in the cold tunnels of the Puj Ra. Due to the amount of dust I had accumulated on my skin from fiercely quarrying the new designated eating area, the other Hollow slept away from me. Burying your face in a musty dusty chest isn’t exactly comfortable. I was alone again.

I hated my peers and they hated me. Once during the an eating time, I became so frustrated I began smashing my bugs on the ground. My peers gawked at me. I hated their faces. One of them eventually approached me, a splattered bug still in my hand, and hesitantly offered me a doll. Not being sure how to react, I carelessly wiped the bug on my leg and snatched the doll. It had one big iron eye and one Ran or decorative stone as the other. I rubbed the thin mussel shell shards disguised as hair between my tough fingers. Even its skin, assumed to be smoother in its original form, has been reduced to a gritty texture that can only be rivaled by sandstone. The smell itself could’ve scared anyone far away from its vicinity. I sat crossed legged, hugging that gauntly evil memory as if it were my last strand of hope that my father would ever come back. I ignored all the horrified faces that began to surround me. My peers chanted and cried for me to stop, but I wouldn’t. That doll, named Qa by yours truly, would be my best friend whether those Hollow liked it or not.

-Excerpt from T.E.S.S.E Manifesto

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I was Always Told I was

"Special"

Why does everything look so similar? Why do tree rings look like eyes? Is everything connected?

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In my early years, my father abandoned me at a Wo Gol, where juvenile Hollow resided, promising he would come back for me soon. He never did. And the other Hollow didn’t make staying there any easier either. Looking back on it now, I realize I was more emotionally hurt than anything else. Nobody wanted to be near me. My father was a ghastly creature, his face struck fear in the hearts of others, but even so, he still felt the need to abandon me, what kind of horrible ugly thing did that make me?

-Excerpt from T.E.S.S.E Manifesto

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New episode of When It Rains is OUT!!!

Hope you enjoy :)

"Today, the typical citizen has not the slightest clue of what lies beneath their very feet. An entire society, sitting quietly, under a few plates of land. Both have a vague idea of the other, but neither believes the other can exist. All see them as nothing more than conspiracy theories, tall tales, or even cryptids. However, the eldest among them can see and especially HEAR the truth."

-Excerpt from T.E.S.S.E Manifesto

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The eldest of the Hollow has been listening to our goings on all her life. In her later years, she and the other elders were placed in a more secluded area of the Puj Ra. Qui Aw was aware that all of the noise above, the banging, the steady rumble, the echoes of voices speaking an unknown language, all came from one source. At 205, her dreams are often filled with visions of bright lights swirling around her. Even when she is awake, the constant rumbling that would normally be comforting fills her with an uneasiness when it forms a steady beat. Her great-granddaughter asked her once: 

“Aw, what is wrong with you?” She weakly replied:

“It’s been getting louder.”

-Excerpt from T.E.S.S.E Manifesto

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Of course, none of her fellow people could fully understand what she mumbled to herself that day, but the other elders became quiet at this. 

Deeper they must dig, Elder De We commands, second oldest after Qui Aw.

However, the Hollows soon found themselves in a precarious position; the deeper they dug, the hotter it became. 

Elder De We once grew tired of the constant complaints, so as a demonstration, he held a contest of who could dig the deepest. Nearly every young male Hollow participated, their excitement echoing through the Puj Ra, but ultimately only a few survived. 

They were right above a Puj Fi when one of them broke a rock vital to the grounds' composition, and an entire neighborhood worth of stone collapsed beneath them. The Puj Fi, a burning hot liquid, melted the young Hollow's skin. Some were only partially burned, others had sears that expanded to their whole body. The unluckiest, aside from the perished, are those who dug with their face closest to the earth. They had their noses sinking into their lip, hair fused with their foreheads and backs, and their eyes completely blinded by the immense light the liquid emitted. 

Upon seeing their conditions, Elder De We shook his head and coldly commanded the Hollow to continue digging down, but repositioning themselves to take a more diagonal path. 

My father, Lo Ru, was one of the few chirper young Hollows who had their face contorted into a beast. Elder De We used to look at him with disgust. His face was always a chilling reminder that they can only run so far.

-Excerpt from T.E.S.S.E Manifesto

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New episode of When It Rains is OUT!!!

Hope you enjoy :)

"Today, the typical citizen has not the slightest clue of what lies beneath their very feet. An entire society, sitting quietly, under a few plates of land. Both have a vague idea of the other, but neither believes the other can exist. All see them as nothing more than conspiracy theories, tall tales, or even cryptids. However, the eldest among them can see and especially HEAR the truth."

-Excerpt from T.E.S.S.E Manifesto

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The eldest of the Hollow has been listening to our goings on all her life. In her later years, she and the other elders were placed in a more secluded area of the Puj Ra. Qui Aw was aware that all of the noise above, the banging, the steady rumble, the echoes of voices speaking an unknown language, all came from one source. At 205, her dreams are often filled with visions of bright lights swirling around her. Even when she is awake, the constant rumbling that would normally be comforting fills her with an uneasiness when it forms a steady beat. Her great-granddaughter asked her once: 

“Aw, what is wrong with you?” She weakly replied:

“It’s been getting louder.”

-Excerpt from T.E.S.S.E Manifesto

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Broken Radio (Animated Short Film)

The film is a series of diary entries being read by Ivy Park as she makes an unexpected animal friend.

Broken Radio is the version of the When It Rains Episode 1 script that got cut down pretty hard. So, even though it has key elements, the script has already changed enough that this film can be viewed on its own, hopefully.

Also, I finally put some effort into a thumbnail!

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You'll Never Leave Me

Based on a short animation I made called Broken Radio

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Check it out!

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A little late but...

Happy 5th anniversary Little Nighmares II !!

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This is so sick 👌👌👌

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Happy Little Nightmares ll anniversary! (Totally not late)

The first doodle is from the Seven Year Nightmare fanfic ✨ (which is super long but totally worth it)

The second is just cute

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I’m lowkey sick rn so here’s a doodle animation

Aikas powering up

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IDWTBAMG x CHAINSAWMAN again

I don’t know how I predicted Aika’s next weapon so accurately but I’m not complaining lol

I like to imagine Ziras the only one who wouldn’t be mixed with a CSM character

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IDWTBAMG x CHAINSAWMAN

I got a l i t t l e inspired

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THOUGHT I SHOULD POST HERE SOME MORE SO. here's some doodles (some are of my fic tcmacm so. they might look a little odd if you don't know it OEBDDOBDDODNOD) ft. Reze :3

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IDWTBAMG x CHAINSAWMAN

I got a l i t t l e inspired