#by unfinished i mean i didn't color and line all these. there weren't any more pages planned

[laugtherhyena]

Since i'm posting 1st round stuff again, here's some comic i started last year but never finished since i wasn't happy with how it looked

[goldpilot22]

it's 2 am and my head hurts so bad I can barely think but I've come to the conclusion that the only way I can get more followers on tumblr(and thus infect more people with my oc brainrot) is if i post more original posts. so here's a wip of my the color out of space rewrite thing. unfinished obv but read it anyway if you like lovecraftian horror and unreliable narrators (yes, that's with an s)

"It wasn't a color."

That's how Raya March begins her recounting of the events of [whatever month and year].

"We were calling it a color, but it wasn't- well, it wasn't just a color. It was something that had a color. Not just a blob of color itself. And the color that it was wasn't anything. It was new."

She insists that it wasn't a color a few more times, before I guide her to a better place to begin. "How did it all start?"

"It started with the alien autopsy."

This statement catches me off guard. I know that numerous things occurred before the autopsy (lights in the sky, the first discovery of spores, and of course the body being discovered) but presumably Raya hadn't heard of those. Hers is not a coherent tale of the incident as it unfolded; it is subjective, limited, and deeply warped. Which is, of course, why her side of it deserves to be heard.

"They broadcasted it live on TV, you know. Primetime. Special broadcast… I think a lot of people's favorite shows got delayed for that. And it wasn't even, like, good. The video quality was completely dogshit. Practically black 'n white, shot through with these diagonal lines like someone was holding some sorta fabric up to the camera, and so badly compressed it was more artifacts than not. Watching it was like trying to get one of those Magic Eye posters to work."

"Were you able to see anything?"

"I mean, sort of. It was really shitty though. But I was able to get the gist of it. A bunch of scientist looking folks standing around the table, weird bug thing the size of a medium dog on the table, and they were cutting it apart. They all had face masks on, and goggles over their eyes, so you couldn't see who anyone was. I think there mighta been people or stuff in the background, maybe other camera crews. And one guy who was probably a reporter and talking about it, but their face was just as covered up."

That at least all lines up. Multiple news crews had attended the event, and everyone there had been required to wear surgical masks as in addition to the necessary viewing goggles. "What happened next?"

"Well, the next weird thing was the color, but before that there was more - there were things I didn't think were weird when it was happening, but looking back I'm pretty sure it was related." "Go on?"

"First thing that happened was Marianne's favorite reporter was like sick or something? I usually only watch TV for the stock market, and he was just a news guy, but he apparently stopped showing up. I didn't really pay much attention because I figured that just happens sometimes, but apparently a lot of reporters and like camera people were calling out sick, and the news stations were getting understaffed so segments got canceled. Including my favorite stock market show." Even now, she's clearly annoyed about that. "I didn't think there was anything weird about that until Marisa mentioned that the weird-ass conspiracy theory show she listens to was saying aliens were killing the reporters. And then I just thought some people were crazy. Up until they had that special announcement on all the stations. Day of mourning for all the newscasters and cameramen and whoever else who'd died recently. They didn't say it was aliens - they never even mentioned the aliens - but it totally was aliens."

I probe further, but Raya seemingly doesn't know any details of the connection. She is right, though. The spores were already known about by the time of the 'alien autopsy', but they hadn't yet been connected to the alien bodies, so the attendees of the autopsy weren't required to wear full hazmat, and as a result every one of them was infected.

"And the next weird thing was?"

"The goop. Me and the besties and Luke were all out at a bar, and there was wrestling or some shit on the TVs, but then it got interrupted by some news segment. Basically like if you see any weird looking goop outside to not touch it because it's a biohazard. We all looked at each other like 'huh, that's weird' and then forgot about it."

Here, Raya recounts the rest of their night out before leaving the bar, which apparently included two incidents of drunken bickering (hastily shut down by the group's designated driver) and one incident of her yelling "EVERYBODY SHOTS YEAH", but that's one part of the story that doesn't need telling.

"Then we headed out, and I promise it wasn't cause we got kicked out for getting too drunk, but while we were on the way to the car we saw this… stuff."

"The color."

"No, dude, I literally said it wasn't just a color. But yeah that stuff. It looked like a pile of goop on the ground. Not like vomit goop, more like kiddy fidget slime. Except that the colors it was… well, it was a new color. Maybe two. It was… weird, seeing it. Like opening an eye you didn't know you had. It was uncomfortable. We sort of all crouched down next to the little puddle of slime and looked at it."