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Liminal Shelter from the Rain

A Lady of Explosives waits at a bus stop, watching the rain crash against the empty city streets

This is Gloria. She's a kind-hearted young woman who carries explosives for every occassion.

I drew this artwork as the background image for my music. Check it out here:

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This is the cover art of my book after six hours of work on stream today. I suspect the next time I work on this, I'll able to finish it.

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Been looking over my OCs again with the intent of redesigning/consolidating some of them. This one is Gloria Rothschild, an amalgam two OCs I originally labled 02 Echo and 09 Strike. Those missiles she's holding will scream and home into targets when she throws them.

Backstory/character summary under the cut

Gloria grew up moderately wealthy, spending most of her free time either watching or fantasizing about theatre. Her favorite plays were the ones about magic and witches and glorious adventures.

At some point in her early teens, her parents decided to immigrate to a different country for reasons she didn't quite understand. During this time, the lifestyle and luxuries she used to have were limited. She was no longer allowed to watch plays whenever she wanted. She could no longer be picky about the food she ate. She was even forced to entertain and take care of the random guests her parents would often bring to their home—refugees, her parents called them.

The reason for this became clear not long after these events began happening: the world was at war and her parents were attempting to do their part for the war effort. Upon realizing this fact, Gloria demanded she be allowed to help. It took many weeks of arguments, but she eventually convinced them.

At first, she was merely helping pack food and medical supplies, but she became increasingly involved over time. She started helping her parents distribute the supplies to the refugee camps. Then, she started helping on-site at the camps by herself. It continued escalating in such a way that she eventually found herself literally on front lines, attempting to smuggle refugees out of danger.

It was during one such smuggling operation that she died. Planes began indiscriminately bombing the small town they were using as a waystation. Their makeshift bombshelter was unable to hold against unslaught and collapsed, killing her.

She awoke within the Dream with the power to conjure explosives that seek danger. She uses this power to continue what she was doing in life: smuggling her fellow dreamers to safety.

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Updating my PNGtuber Avatar and Working on Cover Art for my Book [2026.07.11]

I've been meaning to update my PNGtuber to have lip syncing. I also have a book that I recently finished writing that I need to draw cover

Updating my PNGtuber Avatar and Working on Cover Art for my Book [2026.07.11]

I've been meaning to update my PNGtuber to have lip syncing. I also have a book that I recently finished writing that I need to draw cover art for. Let's do all of that on stream!

Stream goes live in 13 hours!

2PM PhST 6AM UTC+0 1AM EST 10PM PST

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IT'S DONE!

It's finally done! Sitting at a nice and short 23k words, my first draft of Non-Lethal Irony, my original fiction story, is finally done.

Oh, I feel so light to have actually finished a writing project for once! And it's a story about the characters and world I've been trying to write a story about for YEARS now. Nearly a decade at this point, I'm pretty sure. Gosh, I feel incredible.

Here's the story blurb for anyone interested:

Tales from Terminal Terminal: Non-Lethal Irony It is said that a bad guy with a gun can only be stopped by a good guy with a gun—that lethal force must be met with equal lethality. But that was in his old world. In this new world of Dreams and Nightmares, Arthur Rodriguez is a Lucid Dreamer, with the power to bend the Dream to his will. His guns can be cool AND non-lethal! So why does he still feel awful when he uses them?

But alas. I'm not actually done yet. It's still only a first draft. The pacing needs work, there are probably countless typos and unintentional grammatical errors I missed, and no one's read it and given feedback yet. I have a lot of editing in store for me.

Still, I'm so happy I even got this far!

In the near future, if you ever feel a craving for an urban-fantasy isekai angst story, where the main character is a guy who is forced to question his moral convictions, maybe consider reading mine?

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It’s been a long time. How have you been? I’ve been real busy being dead...

Well that’s not entirely true, but I haven’t drawn anything in a long time. Here you guys go. Arthur, Emily, and Lorein with some some minor designs changes

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Classroom doodles of OCs. And what do you know, all seven of them are here!

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Some group shots of my OCs. Click the pictures for names.

Also, holy shit this is all seven of them. For once, I have them all in the same photoset.