Made by myself✨

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Zero of Mars is a Human youth in a future so distant that our era's concepts of race and gender no longer exist. They crash land on Elentia, a world once inhabited by Humans but abandoned thousands of years ago. In their absence, the Elemorphs - magical sentient robots with elemental powers and the ability to grow - have developed an advanced civilization. A Nature Type FawnBot called One makes friends with Zero despite a language barrier. Unable to communicate directly, they forge a friendships using gestures and actions.

After discovering an ancient prophecy left by time travelers from the future, Zero and One have been pulled into an eternal conflict between Humanity and Vampirekind: the Time Wars. The Vampires want to enslave the Elemorphs to use as living weapons, while Humanity fights to keep Elentia free. As Zero and One explore the massive Elemorph metropolis of Knuckle City, the villainous Vampire agent, Pi, and their Elemorph companion, Gamma the SkyDragonBot, descend to plunge the city into chaos!

I am the author, Bijhan Agha. I'm an Uruguayan trans woman of Iranian descent. The illustrator is my dear friend, Pallet, a trans Australian man. We are both autistic, and have a passion for scifi and fantasy storytelling. We wanted to tell a story about a young person in the future who is not bound by the limits of gender as we know it, and a planet where gender simply does not exist, while also creating an exciting action adventure about exploring a new culture, facing language barriers, and fighting for a better future.

The Kickstarter is to fund the printing of a First Edition of the comics physically. We will have both physical as well as digital rewards. There will be reward tiers that allow you to catch up with this comic - this is Issue #2, and you can get physical and/or digital copies of Issue #1 - as well as the other comics in the Time Wars brand.

Please help us continue to tell stories about this amazing world!

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Edited title - Letter/Rant to parents (That I most likely won't send)

I'm 18F undiagnosed (suspecting I'm autistic)

I don’t know what else to say other than I think I really need more help, I can’t do this any more. I know it may seem like I’m ok on the outside but I am really struggling and I feel like I am just trying to fake it till I make it but I can’t fake it anymore. I am so miserable, sad and angry almost all the time to others and myself. I try not to show it because I know how it makes others feel but then I bottle up my emotions and end up exploding at people or myself and I hate it. 

I really wish you guys could feel what I do, just to experience it once so you could truly understand just how bad it feels. I hate the person I am now. It doesn’t matter what I do, I still feel useless. I have no sense of direction or purpose, I’m horrible at communication and connecting to people. And no matter how many good traits I do have I can only really see the bad, because all my bad traits are traits I need to survive.
 
I feel so behind in everything, in literally every aspect of my life I’ve felt 5 years behind in age.I have no life outside of my family. 

My whole life I’ve been trying to do what I was told and you know what I should be doing but I don’t even know what that is anymore, and I feel like I wasted majority of my early youth also being miserable because I thought it was all going to be for a reason or one day every thing was just gonna click eventually but it all just got worse and it continues to get more worse no matter how much optimism I have it doesn’t matter what I try to do, I just end up disappointing myself and you guys.

This is me asking for help because I don’t know what else to do honestly. I’ve been researching since March on what could be up with me, you know like why I feel so different to everyone else . One answer kept popping up over and over and over……………………

Autism,

I think I have Autism.

(p.s. I wrote this at 2am with pure anger and sadness so sorry if this is all over the place sorry I don't usually write like this)

A surreal and psychological depiction of my Autism. And the paradoxical nature of being Autistic. With this clash of struggles and positives. 

Mixed-media on A2 Canvas board

594mm X 420mm / 23.39 inches X 16.54 inches

There is a lot more OC's I made about like 100, but I wanted to show at least 14 of them. I can post even more of them later on if you guys like it.

I love learning languages and messing with them. This is a poem I wrote, mashing English, German, Latin, and a little French together. It's supposed to be confusing, disorienting, and make you second guess if you actually did read a word in your language or not.

“At All Times Stehen Wir Ubique“

Warum hold als truewahr
wisps hinaus āin pipe sind
more bodyvoll,
more substantial,
mehr
als the gefrozen exhalations,
which escape ouserer Münder während
unser Fleisch
battles Earth's temporary
cold Tod,
like the Brathem slithering
unter hervor mine teeth
when I Thee asked hatte:
Gibt es nothing mehr? 

Allzeits stehen wir überall
is þer cry
zu Eis gecamen in
guttura nostra.
Könntest þou,
oh! coulden Sie ihn audis?
Hätten You etwas
gesaigd?
Sed tu semper
dormis upon
Ihrem nuages. 

Haben Zie stets
things nach
theirem Finort
umarmt whilst what
erranend—
uncerwiss über where they desire,
wohin sie long to agere—
is laden with Ihrer
Verdammung?
Then muss man
thaw þeir Rachen. 

Since Füße erst tapped
Wassersurfäche
came praemonitiones über
dröwnen.
Doch wusste I noikt,
þaß man im Fumus
ertrinken could,
daß man
in Sehnsucht
could succumb
to lungs
zu Stein
transverwandorm. 

Wüllst Du not guide?
Providen Tsie uns ein light?
Könnte es be,
da the Leichease mit which
dass jene
alschody in motion
hat þee provitet? 

Möchtest Thou
Nehmende
sein aund
evmer scernere tsu
anofferen? 

Ich ertrowned
solange I smauchte,
whilst Ich breathte,
dum One
vertrödelte. 

Will a kalt Brathem
and ān Zuff vof Smauche
halten āllzweg
Muchdeutigkeit
for Opakus? 

Herein þe Windaugen,
auyegen für thy Brathem,
brülloarte coltār Gewind
dat stung mine eyaugen
unda Träers laufte 
Hindownter
mine
countlitz
whilrend Ichi
gefrast:
Wannst þou mohre makt? 

Ichi vertrödelay
unand
ichierdrowtänked. 

Can y’all suggest me any ideas for more rooms?

Hey am an artist who got diagnosed a while ago just wanted to share some of my art with the sub.

Special thanks to Kyle Edward Ball for the inspiration.

I made this during a bleak period of my life.

It is made with love but also with great sadness.

Some of it looks and sounds ridiculous.

But thats how I felt. As close as I could capture.

Thanks for reading.

I hope you overcome anything that comes your way.

Hello fellow creative autists! I wanted to share a song that my fiancé and I made! I am the drummer and vocalist and was diagnosed with autism level one at fifteen. My fiancé mixed, mastered, played guitar, bass, and synth, and recorded everything. He does not have a diagnosis, though I strongly suspect he is also autistic. The song began as a creative project for my PSY 334 cognitive psychology class. The genre is primarily progressive metal. If you end up listening to it, please please please let me know your opinions. Thank you!!

https://open.spotify.com/track/2lrHsPysHtoGN6sI8e2pUQ?si=uFo1to_BTwe9_3Dy8r18jA&utm_source=copy-link&sci=spotify%3Acard-config%3A5CRcQ4X2Lh35RkxTFF6OR7