Ugh, bullies suck… but this should be over soon for them as this is chara after all -the bored ni previous: <- first: here next: ->
Welcome! I am the host of this page and keeper of the lore. You may call me Ni. I have created this tumblr to chronicle this comic’s tale as it is made. Pages are made slowly but I will post what we have. If you are wondering, I am not the owner of the comic itself, but a co-owner, making up twists and turns. The maker and owner of the comic can be called Kita. We are working together on this comic, I help come up with ideas and Kita draws the pages. Anyways, enjoy! Ciao!
heres some assorted AMOS related art -Ni the grimlin who is after ya pocket gems
welp heres a rare moment when the armstrong siblings are at peace
Log number {redacted} its been about 3 solar centuries since project cyanide started and we finally have someone who has actually survived the procedure of bonding with the mask created with the material known as Cyanifum. With this maybe we can stop the wars for good…
Some things I came out with here is cursed. Meet a sort of joke AU Buddy called fresh Buddy -the regretful creator of fresh Buddy Ni
Katiro is a hunk when hes older to bad hes a dumbey -ni
a shadowy puppeteer, their puppet isn't free of its sins it makes image is censored because of comic spoilers -ni
So we have a tiny problem, I recently broke my phone and I draw ON my phone. I’m getting a new one in about a week, so expect a new comic page around that time. Sorry for the inconvenience lovelies <3
- Kita
"you fools are not even worthy of my world, but i shall tell your tales to those long after you" cyanide
"so here is the god of the world that buddy and chara will eventually end up at. a being of magic and chaos, their chaos a controlled one that keeps other gods powerless in his world makeing it a place where you should abandon your faith to keep alive as you god wont have power their. -a out of lore entry in lore" this character known as cyanide is my first real oc created back when i was in school before i broke my left arm he was always in the back of my mind always as the one i would use for when i wanted a god. though the art is colorless only thing of his with color is a red scarf that blows in the wind torn into pices at the edges
a comic/art home of the comic called the myths of styles
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