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hello goat i live yor artwork and angelic bretheren especially the purple one with the memory loss i unfortunately forgot tbeir name but pls keep drawing and making peak 😁😁😁
ah yes... the purple guy 😁
what oh hey its disease fork been drawing mirage ultrakill over and over again so heres that
ooo jingles keys in front of you if you like this you should follow my bsky im more active there
reminder that today is Mirage and Minos' birthday so don't forget to draw cool art of them (if you feel like it)!
as a minor healing from c-ptsd, im really glad that there is a comic like laikas comet, and thank you so much for making it. it's kind of silly, but mars as a character means a lot to me. i don't have anyone like laika, so it's really comforting to see a story where i can imagine it was my life instead
im so glad!! and, if it makes you feel any better -
in real life, 'mars' and 'laika' are less separate characters to me. i wrote this comics concept years ago now for myself, because i did not have a 'laika' either.
the story of laikas comet, in a less literal sense than the actual lore of the comic, is about the adult part of me approaching and deliberately trying to re-parent and heal the child part of me.
i dont love the saying 'nobody comes to save you' because it seems very gloomy, but i do sometimes think i do my own healing process a disservice through this story in that the person who saved me was not a 'laika', but i became her myself.
but that was only possible because i was willing to believe i was worthy of being happy, and moving toward that light. and when i decided to communicate my feelings through a story, and tried imagining what 'good' in the world looked like, it was a person like laika.
so, i guess what im saying is - you have a laika! a person who wants to see the good in the world and wants to make it a better place. that's inside you right now.
when i grow up i want to be myself
drew over something i wrote for a class and liked :] sorry the cars are lowkey ugly, its because I fucking hate cars and cant be bothered to learn what they look like beyond ominous hunks of metal
edit: transcript of the poem by itself under the cut
6 Tips for Crossing the Road
Look both ways
The road is for cars.
Make sure to look for them before crossing. Even when you have the right of way, cars have a lot of safety features and you have none.
Use designated crosswalks
The road is for cars.
So is the crosswalk but, under brief and temporary conditions, you can use it too! Never jaywalk, never walk in the road, just hope there is a clear and functional sidewalk.
Cross at the light
The road is for cars.
There are rules and signs for them, but that can only go so far. Walk quickly and hold your breath and hope that the light doesn't turn. Make eye contact with drivers as their cars teem with potential energy, rumbling with disdain at the inconvenience of your crossing. Try to ignore the cloud of exhaust that you are in and they are above.
Leash your pets
The road is for cars.
Obviously.
To you, it may be natural to sacrifice so much space to them but to your dog, it is not. His instinct is to explore freely. You must curb it. Modern US car models have such high hoods that the average child, let alone dog, is obscured. Even on the sidewalk, hold the leash tight because the sidewalk (if you are so blessed) is next to the street and the threat still looms.
Look out for road kill
The road is for cars.
And no one was there to leash the deer.
Or the raccoon.
Or the cat.
Did you know that the most reliable sample method for wildlife in an area is looking at the roadkill?
Remember these tips
The road is for cars.
Cars are everywhere. In the city. In the suburbs. In the country. In the woods (the US Forest Service manages more roads than the entire Ministry of Transit in China.) Cars are everywhere because there are roads to bring them there, which is great if you are a car and want to get from place to place fast without worrying about the in-between.
Unfortunately, you are not a car.
You are an animal.
You are in-between.
So remember to look both ways.