Empress of Mars: Undisputed @zebratron2084@awoo.space

@Phorm You're right and he's gone and it breaks my heart. 😿​

This came up after seeing a "what do you imagine my OC sounds like" meme on Birdsite...

If (gods spare us) they made an animated Calvin & Hobbes, what celebrity would you cast as the voice of St. Hobbes (PBUH)?

Missing the Good Old Days... but with an old samurai-like serenity of knowing that the Spirit Of An Age is fleeting and should not be pursued once it is gone.

The future belongs to the kids; that includes Olivia, K, Noa, Kirt, Yaz, and Stuart. I've had my fun. (Not that comics writing isn't... grueling, painful fun!) It's time to get my ass back in gear and give the next generation THEIR dreamworld.

@chimerror *30 identical raccoon clones fall suddenly through roof tiling* ​❤️​

#youdonotchoosethem
#theychooseyou

Shemp: him flope; prrrt

Shemp is best <3

@Oneironott I was a fake mammal before it was trendy! ​

@JulieSqveakaroo Really? Because it seems there has been little cooperation between the two of you as of late.

@zx3 Hey. *hug* I know this doesn't really help, but FWIW my stepdad had a similar cardiac event about six months ago and he's actually getting along pretty well so far, knock on wood. (SOB won't stop smoking either. >_____< ) The inability to get swift action on it has gotta be scary and frustrating though. Best of luck to you both, darlin'. <3

@hystericempress Would you say it's the Casual Bea, More Bea, Total Bea, Perfect Bea, or Maximum Bea?

(ref: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xplEPT5I39E)

@hystericempress I have rrrrreal mixed feelings about David Cross but I still watch his 18-minute takedown of L the GC every now and then and grin maniacally.

Let's see how many southern states we can get on this list by 2024. :p

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_fictional_states_of_the_United_States

@chimerror Oh my gosh, another Borges fan? 😻​

@Trouffee@mastodon.social At this point, never mind a community---I'd be delighted at any sign that more than two or three people give a shit about it.

@Trouffee@mastodon.social

> Do you have a fanbase for Parallax? A Discord? Something?

*laughs bitterly* :)

Nah, seriously, garbage in garbage out, so I can't really complain. We haven't done a damn thing to promote it except for the occasional largely ignored tweet. I think we're saving the big PR push for when Ch. 1 is finished since it really doesn't make much sense in the standard web-comic driblets...

@Oneironott ([​] *watches... always watches... steeples claws... and plans*)

@Oneironott [🐯]​ *sighs affectionately, briefly debates chasing, resumes nap*

@Aradia *backs up Parallax's Evernote directly and gratefully salutes*

Finished up the Adventure Time finale and took that damn "Time Adventure" song like a punch to the gut.

There's just no going back and I don't see nearly enough going forward. I'm tired of guilt-riddenly miss-hating Kristy and Jessie. I don't know why I can't move forward.

I know there's nothing left there for me, and nothing I would still want at this point even if I could. I just wish I had at least been left with some option to go *clean up* that toxic spill--or some degree of concession that it wasn't 100% my fault or my toxins.

I wasn't even that happy those days. I was just SO MUCH CLOSER to the things I thought I wanted most in life, even if it was close in the same way Tantalus was close to food.

I thought I'd at least get a chance to recuperate down here, meet new people and find a crowd that could at least remotely offer the emotional intimacy I got, at the best of times, from the postfurries.

But instead I wanted straight into a year of isolation, and it looks like it won't be over anytime soon. I haven't even been given the *opportunity* to go out and fail.

And it ain't even the worst I've seen. Most of my old friends are in even *worse* shape, and I don't dare go back and try to suck any more of their energy out by trying to reforge connections.

I have the quietest damn life, a partner who's become almost unearthly in her patience and serenity, the best job I've ever had, a creative project with a lot of promise, and nothing better to do than enjoy them.

So why am I balanced on that knife edge between 24-hour naps and 24-hour screaming?

Somebody on Twitter referred to us as "crime bears" and I am ALL IN. I like that so much better than "trash panda."