Life is messy. Heavy. And short. Whatever you want to say, and whomever you want to say it to. You should.

Chapter 2's cover, and Page 57 are both live. untouchable.thecomicseries.com

Sometimes I don't love the art, but I love that you made it, so I follow anyway. Sometimes I love your energy, but you wear a cause like it's an identity, so I don't follow. Sometimes I want to know so much more about you. But the only thing I worship is Human Potential. And I can't follow.

Just a little brainstorm today. Because reasons.

I hope I never reach the point Where a single person, pushing that little heart down there Isn't enough.

Commission: Complete.

The tiny goblin that lives in my soul hopes people end up hanging truck nuts from their Elonatons.

Have a little Raeleigh. As a treat.

Somehow, I knew the world would be on fire when I woke up today.

Not my best work, but practice is as practice is as practice is.

Your mission, artist, should you choose to accept it: Repost w/ your first and last works from last year!

...Yeah, that checks out.

I can't call it a goal. Frankly, seeing that number change will be terrifying. And it'll complicate my life in ways I don't think I want just yet. I'm *afraid* of it. I can admit that. I stream ungodly long amounts of time to avoid it. But it *is* something that *could* happen this year. So...

I don't know who needs to hear this for 2026, but, gambling will not make the rich poorer, or the poor richer. Gambling just takes a bunch of losers' money, and uses it to line the pockets of the casino and make one dumb, loud patsy feel like a winner for long enough to keep everyone at the table.

I'm fine with being a cautionary tale So long as someone knows the story.

It's hard to pick just one, so here's two of my favorite panels from Chapter 1 of Untouchable. Chapter 2 should be ready to start early in the new year.

It is what it is. At it's roots, "Untouchable" is about the *cost* of things. What do you think the cost of immortality is?

I don't ask to be included. I'm set to "invisible" on most platforms. I don't join VCs that aren't expecting me. I don't engage much. I ~am~ avoiding you. But not because of you. There's only one person That I dislike enough To want to exclude. Don't worry. I'll be fine. Tomorrow.

Work in Progress: ...And, I'm not saying you *shouldn't* start a betting pool as to whether I actually finish this one, but I'm also not saying you should. 😑

Show Range? Show Range.

A thought, before you ask me to not self-deprecate: Those thoughts are still going to be happening in my head, even if I don't say them out loud. Kind words will never be enough to banish them. What I'm going to hear isn't "Don't be mean to yourself." It's "I don't want to hear it." (1/4)

In our darkest of days Even if you're the only one who knows the truth The truth is Mr. Rogers would either have been proud of you Or he wouldn't.

Share a Smile!

...There's definitely not 300+ people standing behind me, right? I made this to say thank you to everyone for dropping a follow. It's hard to imagine so many people being interested in where this train wreck is going. <🎁Merry 🎀 Christmas🎁>

I don't know if this user is a robot or not, but this is some artificial-sounding activity if I've ever seen it. Let it be known: I have a zero-tolerance policy for untoward DMs, and I *will* name and shame accounts that behave poorly or suspiciously.

I wish I had a better sense of super-suit aesthetics. But while I keep boggling the problem- here's an early prototype to ogle.

I found myself wanting to tell someone, "It's okay." "No one dislikes you the way you imagine they do. Most of them don't think about you at all. Just be yourself." But it would feel like a lie, coming from me. A fiction. A curse.

I don't think we can truly understand What it is we honestly cannot live without Until it's all we have left to lose.

Starting to prototype some more eccentric characters.

Some people post about the things they love. Just, all the time. I like those people.

There's very little difference between the you alive today and the you who would have been able to live a thousand years ago. Ignoring hygiene, health care and we've come a ways on Human Rights, maybe. Point is, if you're surviving, you're doing great. Humans aren't made for any of this shit.

Just. One of those days.

The hardest part is feeling like I have to choose. Like it's irresponsible, not to choose. Friends or passion. Art or society. Anxiety or Isolation. And no matter what I choose, I still lose.

Today's Experiment:

I've got nothing against The Game Awards, I just don't like award shows to begin with.

And one twelve-hour livestream later, the final touches have been put on Chapter 1. It isn't perfect, but it exists. And that'll have to do.

The end of the beginning is almost here! Join me all day today, December 6th 2025, @ www.twitch.tv/therealhunte... as I put the final touches on Chapter 1! I'll be listening to music, but I can answer any questions that aren't spoilers and might even consider requests or suggestions. Maybe.