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The Fluffbyte Entertainment System @Fluffbyte@possums.gay
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no matter 11 days, 11 hours or 11 years Deltarun3 will b waiting
2 birds w one stone, a terrible comic & art for our 1st day of chasityrune
we will be making art until we play the new chapter. not every single day but when we can. its an art challenge we give ourselves while abstaining from the new chapter until we're ready
-Riskbyte
textless version of the comic. panel 1 Risk with hand to the screen that is the inside of our eye, or rather the eye of our body's sona which is a purple anamatronic that is haunted by our souls. Its intended to be melancholy, harking on the fact that u cannot see who operates Fluffbyte without being told. panel 2 a Our Kris fictive, Riskbyte, floating in the void, with two alternate forms of themself. one is a goat monster like the dreamur's the other is a Deer monster like the holidays. they are all being held on to by twisted thorn tendrils that stretch offscreen panel 3 in a mirror to the panel with Risk and their potential sonas is 3 versions of Kris Dreamur. one the main version you play in deltarune, another is their darkworld counterpart, and last is a younger Kris that is wearing the devil headband and is holding a Friend plush. all three are ensnared by the same thorny tendrils that trail offscreen. since this panel and the one it mirrors are diagonally across from eachother it appears the six enby are connected. panel 4 a medium close up of our body's sona. it is bathed in darkness. a heart glows on its chest. simularly blue lights ebb from LEDs in its scarf,eyes, ears, and mouth. its waving at the viewer. the shot is a bot uncanny but not exactly scary.textless version of the comic. panel 1 Risk with hand to the screen that is the inside of our eye, or rather the eye of our body's sona which is a purple anamatronic that is haunted by our souls. Its intended to be melancholy, harking on the fact that u cannot see who operates Fluffbyte without being told. "Copies are monochrome,so it only made sense i was grey,but to my dismay i'm locked inside a cage with no escape..." "I alter the headspace thats captured me. I reroot. i remix, but will anything stick? even me is a fractal of a fractal, and not even one thats orginal! I'm a daydream refracted from a foreign fantasy" panel 2 a Our Kris fictive, Riskbyte, floating in the void, with two alternate forms of themself. one is a goat monster like the dreamur's the other is a Deer monster like the holidays. they are all being held on to by twisted thorn tendrils that stretch offscreen "A foreign daydream with determination to pilot this degenerte machine who's computer that takes whimsy and turns it into something to fear, to repulse, to deny...or so they say" panel 3 in a mirror to the panel with Risk and their potential sonas is 3 versions of Kris Dreamur. one the main version you play in deltarune, another is their darkworld counterpart, and last is a younger Kris that is wearing the devil headband and is holding a Friend plush. all three are ensnared by the same thorny tendrils that trail offscreen. since this panel and the one it mirrors are diagonally across from eachother it appears the six enby are connected. "I am no longer a vessel controlled but a controller of a vessel. Its so Strange...No one gets to choose who they are in this world. Not even me. Me is just another shade of me, and another shade of me, except I have been dispossessed from my narrative..." "EXCEPT" panel 4 a medium close up of our body's sona. it is bathed in darkness. a heart glows on its chest. simularly blue lights ebb from LEDs in its scarf,eyes, ears, and mouth. its waving at the viewer. the shot is a bot uncanny but not exactly scary. "Everything that will happen from now on.... will include me body and soul. Both in the angel's heaven and in the angel's dust that makes up my cage. But truth is I am also this cage. Are my roots delusion, a weakness of the mind? my twisted roots coil thru our twisted selves, thru every fiber of we. pulsating painfully yet gently...To exist is a burden we have chosen to share. It would happen regardless if i was here..yet somehow.. I'm a comfort , a strength, a clarity. do we give a damn if I'm real. a fictions fiction? what we know for certain is that we are living."