Midnight Mutterings

A series of uninspired poems about nothing in particular. Written in somewhat butchered iambic pentameter upon a squeaky chalkboard while keeping Brad company at the Etcheverry computer lab with Myles. 1 “No food or drinks” loudly the walls declare Defiantly we bring with us caffeine Coffee and chocolates at every chair The sight would be …

New Log-in Screen

The new log-in screen I’m working on. I’ll be colouring it later today. Base colours done: Most of the shading done: Changed a lot of stuff and added a background. After many fixes, here is the final: Also drew a small avatar that looks better with it (the grain is emphasized a bit more so …