Linkin Park played a huge role in my life since my childhood. As someone with difficulties expressing myself, their songs helped give words to what I was feeling (when I'm upset). It felt like Linkin Park understood me when no one bothered to try. That was what my bitter child self needed, someone who understood. So Chester's passing is tragic and a bit too close to home.
Now thinking about all this is bumming me out so I'm gonna stop. I should be fine though.
(This interruption has been brought to you by Author and ghostwriter. Author thanks Ghost for doing this for her.)
The original purpose of this series is to "test the waters"of making comics before committing to something we cannot handle. There will be obvious experimenting going on as each of us finds our own way of doing things.
Updates are random. Art will change depending on who is drawing. Most of this is based on conversations in chat.
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