UNKILLABLE is a collection of works about disability, community and american rock band my chemical romance. hand-folded and stapled, each zine is a little different, one of a kind just for you.
this zine includes 45 pages of poetry, essays, artwork, comics & more—all pieced together by creators with disabilities & a love for the same rock band.
our team: sam sunday @/sutter.art, emmeline sutliff @/beadyeyedbandit, shelby @/batskum, frnkiero @/frankieromustdie (!), merlin sabal @/fierce_invalids, bip @/demolition-lesbians, joy johnson @/happy_humbug76/cordspaghetti, lizard @/vesselester, ambo @/amborias, johanna e.h. @/sapphicpenguin/johannapoet.com, joan sebastien epsilon @/signedjehanne, gwyn crites @/gwynfinchart, cai howells/howls @/zombifiend, isa @/dykegerard, eli p. @/paloelis, uma snow @/umadoodles/goddamnituma, malena o. @/overalls, & malice @/bobbydontbesad.
original cover photo by @/humgumhum
moderation & graphic design by thrashbeatles & birdloaf
out of all the "staying alive" mountain goats adjacent lyrics the one that really punches my gut is "i don't know if that's true/but i've been told/it's real sweet to grow old" from the legend of chavo guerrero
fully prepared to destroy my activity with this but: *IN THE TAGS DO NOT ADD ON IN A REBLOG OR REPLY* artists list if you do digital or traditional art and how long a piece takes you. i do traditional art with alcohol markers and the longest a piece took me was 5 hours.
pspspspspspsps,,,,,,,,, Soil in her Mouth is such a metal name for a comic,,,, i would like to hear abt it < 3
AUGHH this one is so short. here's the entire document:
comic series about a weird witchy superhero who cannot die, but there’s a twist- she always wakes up freshly buried in the exact same graveyard, somewhere random in the world. it’s always really far away from wherever she needs to be; it’s really inconvenient and more of a curse at this point.
where’s the original graveyard? who is she? what’s causing this?
I usually finish these concept documents with some questions that i hope i'll get to later on, but i haven't touched this since skjdfsdkjfhs. 'character keeps dying over and over' keeps showing up in these concepts, but i like it as a narrative trope and I get to choose the angst levels.
jgfghasfd my boys 😤 i reread my script looking for a snippet for this, and. it was rougher than i remember. no one let me write comics at three in the morning <3
FOR CONTEXT: Moth Jackson and Norman Beckett are camp counsellors at Camp Rabbitbone, where weird horror stuff keeps happening. They're also ex-boyfriends. This bit is from a flashback 6 years ago, where they meet each other for the first time.
With a dramatic, 13-year-old sigh, NORMAN turns on his heel and starts wandering off to find a quiet place to himself. It's not long before he finds himself in the creek. As he's walking, his foot touches something. He looks down, and sees a dead rabbit, with subtly fucked up anatomy - it seems to have a couple extra eyes, and its limbs don't seem quite right. He frowns, and crouches down to get a closer look at it. He picks up a stick from the ground, and goes to poke it. The moment hangs in the air...
It's broken when a gang of rowdy boys push past, knocking into Norman and making him drop the stick. He looks up at the boys, annoyed, and sees a younger MOTH, clutching his bat and staring down a much bigger boy. NORMAN has a moment, looking on in curiosity, the rabbit totally forgotten.
DENNIS: You're weak, Jackson. Wussy little Timothy Jackson, isn't that right?
MOTH bristles. His face is dark and scowling, but a grin is certainly forming.
MOTH: Maybe you can't get it through your thick skull, Dennis. It's Moth. Maybe I need to drum it into you again, huh?
He twirls his bat for dramatic effect.
DENNIS: Oh I'd like to see you try, Timothy. (He spits the word, right up in MOTH's face now) Everyone knows you just got lucky last time. You don't have the balls for a round two.
MOTH grips his bat tighter, and squares up. Then he looks just past, and makes eye contact with NORMAN. The moment hangs in the air for a minute - potent. NORMAN breaks the contact by glancing down, and suddenly looking worried.
NORMAN: Wait, look out - !
His words go unheard. MOTH brings his bat up and swings, making contact with DENNIS with a [CRRUUNCH!] However, he misteps, and stands on a loose rock, which comes away under his weight. DENNIS stumbles back, clutching his jaw in hurt shock, while MOTH falls. It's a nasty fall, he tumbles, scratching himself all over before he lands on his arm with a grotesque [snap!].
MOTH: FUCK!
He's scratched and bloodied, and his arm is at the wrong angle. NORMAN, without thinking, rushes forward kneeling at his side, hands hovering like he wants to help but doesn't know how. MOTH looks at him for a moment, confused, but not antagonistic. The BULLIES walk towards the two of them, DENNIS with a bloodied nose.
DENNIS: That's what you get, you -
Before he can finish, NORMAN yells at him.
NORMAN: Don't be a dick! Go get a counsellor - NOW!
It's the most forceful NORMAN's maybe ever spoken. The energy of it disarms DENNIS so much that he stops, stands in shock for a moment before nodding, and leading the others away to get help. MOTH and NORMAN stare at each other for a moment, with looks of wonder and awe.
DENNIS: (out of shot) HEY! MOTH JACKSON'S HURT HIMSELF - WE NEED HELP OVER HERE!
@bluemattercore tagged me - i love u i’m sorry this is such a mess < 3
Rules: "post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag people! This isn’t just for writing either. Sketch titles? Comics? DnD campaigns? If you have an unfinished project, it counts!"
no one @ me about how many unfinished comics i have i promise it’s FINE.
ILLUSTRATION
dem trade ideas.csp (4 sketches from an art trade i’m doin w a friend ~)
that good gay shit.csp (slightly nsfw art of my dnd character that the party will never see < 3)
COMICS
that time i got haunted.pptx (a true(?) ghost story - I’ve got some doodles n a wip script ~)
louder than words [THE SLASHER ONE].pptx (a camp slasher with a mute protagonist. this has concept art and a written narrative)
macbeth 2 - the sequel to macbeth.pptx (this is not actually a sequel to macbeth, just my adaptation. there’s some doodles for it)
king arthur must die pt1.pptx (a story of morgan and accolon trying to kill arthur. I’ve got character designs and concept doodles, plus a written narrative)
king arthur must die pt2.pptx (arthurian myth but told from Mordred’s point of view. There’s a written narrative for this, and thumbnails but they’re in a sketchbook that i Do Not have rn f)
bedlam [working title- the victorian twink one].pptx (a gothic horror based in a mental hospital in 1846. there’s character designs, gay doodles, and fragments of script)
camp rabbitbone scribbles.csp (One page of this was finished like. last year. I’ve had the next two pages sitting in my wip folder for embarrassingly long)
moth fucking kills norman rip.csp (sketches for a one page comic sequence.)
this comic is not approved by the comics code authority.pdf (this is barely anything other than an idea honestly - there’s a concept and some quick mock ups)
cybergoth [working title].pptx (crazy cyberpunk gothic drama about a bunch of queers. there’s story, some doodles and like. a fraction of a script but it ain’t great)
folkwhore.csp (these are some kinda nsfw doodles of a fae and a human fucking and getting fucked < 3 for a zine, sorta)
twt apocalypse thumbs.csp (thumbnails for a 4-page comic about the eldritch apocalypse)
a guide to vampire sex.docx (a very quick idea for a zine. this is silly)
mothman [unrelated to actual mothman].pdf (a comic about an eldritch monster in a summer camp, and two very broken gay boys. there’s a script that was written at 3am, and then like half of a second draft of that script)
RPG STUFF
asshole teens in the eldritch apocalypse.docx - also some .pngs as a treat (a tabletop system i’m developing where you play the eponymous asshole teens, and there’s an eldritch apocalypse. Most of a rule book is written.)
I’m tagging @theunconventionalking @justalittletomfoolery and @dead-men-disco !! (and anyone else who wants to. just say i tagged u. as a treat <3)
why was this so sweet, what did he expect people to say, "no mr. brian may from the band queen, you do NOT have permission to play the sea shanty, put down the guitar and go back to the astrophysics" like,,,, what a silly goose
"no mr brian may from the band queen, we absolutely do not want you to play sea shanties for us on your guitar so that we can all pretend we're Freddie Mercury, please stop asking"
this is such a weird vibe. the glasses on a chain hanging around his neck. the extremely 80s hair, but grey and grandpa-esque. the angle. the couch. the soft fuzzy blanket. the simply drum beat in the background. the absolute PHENOMENAL guitar. what a vibe.
