Demondog888

I had written comics forever. Nothing I'd call a career. Used to sit and draw insane game parody shit any chance I could. After writing probably over 50 complete comic chapters, I left for about 8 years or so. Suffered health issues, seasonal depression, personal turmoil, and a constant state of ennui and despair. Recently lost my twitter account and decided Twitter is boring so I came back here. All my art is still here, and there's a lot of unfinished comics to finish as well as fix, since some jokes don't fly anymore (contact me directly for anything suspect).

Hoping to get back in touch with what made me like comics and art so much before. I want to become who I used to be, except more grown up. That doesn't make sense, but what really does anymore?