In case you've been wondering where I was, I was on an epic, but otherwise mundane, journey of character development which involved me getting into a telepathic relationship with YouTuber, GameJolt-er, and Paladins player Twisted Rem, which then quickly went downhill after the both of us became demanding during the telepathic relationship (I was in the middle of a difficult art assignment and Twisted Rem was suffering from writer's block while we were working on our collab project involving a shared universe mixing video games with web literature) and flat out ended when I stopped recieving telepathic messages from Rem and, when we actually met face-to-face, we didn't even interact with each other because I was expecting Twisted Rem to recieve my telepathic messages telling us to physically communicate and, as it turns out, the angels have erased Twisted Rem's memories of me! Which brings me to my next point, I found God and he speaks to me through my magic 8-Ball! I also forgot to mention that I was using my newfound telepathic abilities to mentally torment someone else, but when I sat next to that someone else, they flat out ignored me. And when I asked the magic 8-Ball about it, surprise surprise, the angels have wiped that person's memories of me (or at least the parts about the mental torment and occasionally taking over that person's body).
So, after all that, plus me finally finishing school (and making kink appealing but otherwise safe for work webcomics using Source FilmMaker and Paint, which will not be shown to the public because it's my own private thing) I'm in a much better mindset, throw in the fact that my mum and I were thinking of making a business (I don't know how it's gonna happen or what this business is) and my 8-Ball said that I will make a TAWOTA reboot (I don't know how or what form this reboot is going to take but what I do know is that it will be just called TAWOTA to get the censors of my back and that it will last two seasons) so I thought why not make a webcomic that harkens back to the days of gag-a-day slapstick. Behold, Arg-Ree-Os the Space Barbarian!
PS: Other contributors to my newfound enlightenment include me doing some handiwork and occasionally doing a bit of pottery. Also, the reason I didn't do a July 4th thing is because I'm not American.
PPS: I don't know when I'm uploading the first strip but I will do it when I do it.