I don't want to get emo over this, but because of the stupid typhoons razing about in the country, my room instantly became an attraction for Splash Island. I mean, most of my clothes, comics, references, architectural plates, scale models, and my glow-in-the-dark shit got fucking drenched by rainwater showering through my PATHETIC EXCUSE OF A CEILING. Everything became wet. AND USELESS. But the most agonizing thing of all is that some of my comic pages that I currently work on were drenched. The ink smudged all over the place. MY CHILDREN DIED.
...Now that I think of it, I realized deviantart has some use after all. Those comic pages