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04 Thursday Dec 2025

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Dear Janolytes,

I’m fucking exhausted. On Kami Bro.

Exhausted as fuck.

Fuck Cottonfield 12 and this upgraded super slave season. No amounts of Yoga and sleep seem to be enough for the amount of Big Brown Cardboard Rape that I have experienced for the last few weeks and will face in the next few weeks. If you couple that with the stuff I have to do outside of work that pertains to my personal projects. It’s a never ending door of fuckery.

At least I got to see JID perform in the midst of all this box rape.

Here’s hoping for my freedom and that cottonfield 13 involves me working at a desk and I can do some tasks while I’m getting paid.

FUCK. I just need to be paid to exist. That is it. These trenches are pain Morty.

Anyway as Fionna Apple sings in the background, I type out what will prob be last issue of the year.

But Jano why?

Well it is December. Plus this was supposed to be last months issue, but ya know life plus slavery equals exhaustion.  On the bright side I won a Nintendo Switch in the Trenches today.  Yay.

I hope I can get my freedom now.

Anyway Adventure time come on tell a friend.

This Arc takes place in Spring of the disastrous of 2022. It was around my Bday and was casually scrolling and I saw my home boy cosplay as Akuma. Within the same time frame I saw this girl cosplay as Cammy.

*Wheels turned and light bulb starts to flicker on.

Hold up. Could I do that idea that randomly hit me in the summer of 2k16 when I was helping him move?

Jano what?

So back in 2016 I was helping him move to an apartment and while crossing the parking lot I thought about doing a Street Fighter shoot. The initial thought was an amalgamation vs match, someone from Street Fighter and someone from another anime.  But I let it pass, not sure why but here we are 6 years later…..which had the same calender year ……as 2016……interesting…….

I saw that they were following each other and messaged him about the whole idea and asking did they actually know each other.

The moment when you wanna do a shoot but you need to make sure that this random white girl knows at least 1 black person there.

Jano did you know her? Nah bruh. Following someone does not equaling knowing them personally  Spoiler Alert.

He got back to me and told me they were actually friends and would be down for the idea. Yeet. I messaged her and told her about my idea and that our mutual friend would be down. She was down too.

Heavy yeet bro.

My Birthday came and I Vibed out to Tyler the Creator’s concert. Kali Uchis has such a fat ass, OMG. But the day after I took a walk in the area that I thought would be a good idea to do this concept. Ironically it was the same area where I did a shoot in 2016.

Kinda.

I went further down the tracks than I did with my home girl cuz when intuition speaks you listen. The tracks led to a train yardsh area with a view of the city.

Ding Ding Ding we have a winner.

Side note, the Lorax would be upset with the amount of gentrification that had occurred in the 6 years since. had been there. Some of those apartments were not there when I shot her.

Colonizing fucks.

Anyway.

I emailed both of them of my findings and they were down. All we had to do after that was to pick a w.end to do it. Which wasn’t that arduous. I told them I wanted it to happen before Summer became full blaze as fuck since they were going to be in costume, preferably around sunset.

Side note, Summer doesn’t officially start until June BUT it gets summer hot around the 1st week May. Shout out to global warming for fucking us up in various ways.

It didn’t happen until  early June due to varying schedules. I let them know about where they could park and the meeting area.

I promise the most I give a fuck is when I am doing something for my art journey. Thats it. Coordinating skills are at max capacity on my skill tree.

The week of this shoot I had to choreograph this whole event and figure out how to make these regular people look like the characters I played growing up. Idk who needs to hear this, but regular niggas don’t have powers.

No Super Jumps, No Hadokens, No Glowing Kicks, Nothing.

I’m sorry if I busted your bubble bro.

I went online and studied the characters they said they were going to be and looked at their move set. I hate that I barely play video games anymore, I really do. I hate being an adult.

But I made a google document with the moves and notes of how I would present them on camera. Before the match would start I would have them do the pose for each move. For the aerial moves I had them pose on a step stool and hope they wouldn’t fall.

Jano you didn’t have this all figured out before this?

Hell No nigga. My toxic trait is that I procrastinate and tackle each project as I get close to it. Did I plan this in March 2022? Yes. But also I had 3 shoots prior,  prepping for vendoring events, plus other things around that time and still trying to work on my comic.

Don’t worry. I’m gonna be alright and the  results will be fine. Top tier bro.

The day arrived and I went to the location first  and let them know I arrived. Swole Cage showed up first and we caught up briefly since I hadn’t seen him since his Bday party in February. Good times. Cammy arrived shortly after and we began to walk to the area I had picked. I told them the same thing I told my home girl 6 years prior, that I’m pretty sure the track is dead but we shouldn’t walk on it just in case.

We were out there for roughly 2.5 hours. Both of them prepared their outfits and talked about how it was going to go. We decided the winner via coin flip.

Spoiler Alert it was 3 rounds.

I had them do poses for the character title card, then their super move poses. Then we proceeded to choreograph the 3 rounds.
Shit was fun.

We finished up right before it started to get dark. I told them I would have the images ready within a few weeks. The editing process was different this time because of special effects. I divided the images up by rounds and did the basic edits. After that it was the special powers. For all the moves I had them do I chose to get graphics from the 32 bit era of video games. X- Men vs Street fighter, Street Fight Alpha, etc. Whichever was on Sega Saturn and Playstation, yep I want that.

Bias as fuck.

I did have to go back to the area I shot them at to re shoot just  the area because I had compose some images with their powers interacting with each other.

After that it was character icons and health bars. I had never knowingly messed with a png file prior to this.

Yea it was a lot. I would come home from work after being unknowingly learn shit that was gonna be null in void real quick and come home to work on this. Flash backing on this period of time is hitting me with a litany of feelings considering how some things ended up.

Wait what?

Nothing.

Anyway the images for this shoot are here. Go Play have fun like Shredder said in TMNT 2 Secret of the Ooze.

I know following is important for people now, so here are Akuma’s  and Cammy’s Ig pages.  Shout out to the homes for helping bring this project to life. Miss ya’ll.

Moral of the Story, as Tyler the Creator said Everything is Figure out able. Part of me would do this again. Maybe I will one day, but right now prob not cuz of other projects I wanna do.

Plus I’m so over all the things I keep adding to my plate.

Like I said this will prob be the last issue of the year because of super slave season.

Fuck Cotton Field 12 and all fields similar. At least I got this Switch in the process.

Reparations.

Happy Holidays Janolytes.

New Book Series: Azure Ascendance Level 7

18 Wednesday Jun 2025

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Dear Janolytes,

Shout to sleep because niggas be tired as fuck until they actual get quality sleep for more than 2 hours. I’m ready to escape the trenches of cotton field 12.

I am, absolutely.

Last night I woke up refreshed watched Expanse and Sailor moon. Worked on another project (details coming soon).  Had an existential flashback about the last decade.Played Batman Arkham Knight.

Yes, the game that released a decade ago. Am I late? Absolutely. My toxic trait is that when I was working on my comic book I barely enjoyed anything else thinking I should have been working on my book.

No, I’m serious.  I have a whole back log to beat before I even think about purchasing a PS5…and a Nintendo Switch. That has been a debatable purchase as well.

Anyway.

Its time for the debut of Level 7 of Azure Ascendance. New to y’all, def not to me.

I started the coloring process in um July 2019 while still in the trenches of cotton field 10. That time frame was alot between concerts, super slave period and me having to drive back and forth to rock hill.

UGH.

Then came March 2020 and Covid. The disease that had us all fucked up.

ABSOLUTELY.

To the point where places shut down, niggas were shook if they heard someone cough, and the fatalities rose on a daily basis. Cotton field 10 told us that they weren’t going to hold it against us if we didn’t show up……

 

….so i stopped. As a nigga who was already allergic to the job (literally i wore a mask before it was in fashion. Which barely negated the effects), wasn’t getting paid enough for the  daily fuckery, and did not want to work 12 hour shifts you god damn right I left.

Fuck all that other shit.

Peace had knocked on my door and I answered, as well as chance to work on my art like it was 2016. I colored all night, watched TV during the day (JoJo’s Bizarre adventure, Samurai Champloo, Fire Force, Community, High Fidelity, The Mandalorian and a few other things that I can not remember at the moment), Played Spider Man and hacked PSP.

AWICH WAS IN ROTATION!!!! BLESS HER!!!

Shout out to COVID for helping me escape the desolate land.  Sucks that raggedy  cotton field 10 wouldn’t let me have NONE of those unemployment checks.

Raggedy Bitches.

But I was free and def took advantage of the 6 months of me not working.

The 1st week of this 6 month rest period is when I finished Issue 7, which was literally the last 5 pages.

SMH at how long it took me to work on this issue.

Anyway synopsis time because that is important.

The tension between Sapphire and the other Faunroids become beyond palpable as they act on their machinations to use Ikari as a bargaining chip to take to the Kera Clan. Meanwhile CoCo has to come to peace with horrible truth regarding her parents relationship with her brother. As Boumei watches that family won’t stop betrayal. Azure’s short lived peace is coming to an end as new waves of conflict slowly begin to swallow everyone again.

Yep a new battle is arsing slowly. I continued the trend of choosing violence for act 2.

As usual there is a preview page, and of course here is  where you can find the issue for purchase.

Thats it for now Janolytes. Happy Juneteenth.

Fuck that Slavery shit nigga.

The Legend of Johnny Lovely

14 Monday Jun 2021

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Dear Friends of Jano,

MAN, I want to have one month this year without car problems. Actually no, not just one. Several months. My car has been stalling on me faithfully, and It hurts.

Oh how it hurts so much.

UGH, so much fucking UGH. At least this time I was in my driveway and not on the highway.

Yea that was a thing. A horrible fucking thing.

2021 is almost making me miss 2020. At least in 2020 there wasn’t this reoccurring issue.

Anyway Its adventure time. C’mon tell a friend.

Side note, I’m hoping the next issue will be a more joyful intro. The ironic thing is I actually have really good news to share.

Spoiler Alert, that may get its own issue.

So back in the fall of 2018, I started working at what I call Cotton field 10. When I started it was ok I guess, but then ya know the whole throat swelling up because I was allergic to the actual job thing happened. Fuckers.

*Ahem

At some point I saw this guy and I literally thought….this nigga is dressed like a black Dracula. My nigga had on something that looked like Velvet, ole smooth as looking nigga. At some point him and I ended up working on the same shift and we became friends. Side note, he is one of the reasons I ended up being in my first art show.

AWWW tender moments.

Fast forward to fall 2020 I hit up said Dracula looking nigga asking would he be down to model for me, and he was.

YEET.

Ok, so I forgot to mention this is actually another chill issue with no type of drama what so ever. This like what the 5th one this year. This is so odd for me. Is this what peace feels like? Or at least a semblance of peace? Nevermind the projects I still have to do.

MAAAAAN.

At any rate we coordinated our schedules between our new different cotton fields. He told me he would need me to pick him up, which was fine considering he is helping with a random artist vision of mine of a nigga in the woods.

No really, thats was the vision.

I went to go pick him up on a not so cold as fuck December day. It was nice to see him again, it was. The last time I saw him was during super slave season when he quit that raggedy ass cotton field. I drove up to the location where I did the mermaid saga, but on the other side. I had walked the other side a few times during the unemployed summer of 2018. It was a bit difference from the other side, the key difference of having a well, a bridge, and some type of camp site that may or may not have been haunted.

Fun.

We jumped right into it. Now equipped with new knowledge of how my fucking lens worked, I found myself switching between all 3 of my lens. It is nice to be loaded with new information, but the lens switching process became tedious after a while as we traversed through the dead leaf trail.

Honestly that may be the most conflict in this whole issue, and I’m ok with that.

Wait no, at some point I saw that the fucking well was no longer there. Aggravated, aggravated as fuck. That was so key in my mind. Nigga I was bothered. Like angry Vegeta yelling bothered. UGGGGH.

As if.

Niggas out here really taking the time to disassemble a well. There is a whole ass super virus fucking up humanity and you raggedy motha fuckas wanna break a well. Bitch go buy some legos and do some other shit.

Ok, I’m done.

As we walked to the other side he started to tell me about his love life. The crushes, the heartbreaks, the emotions felt and the cascade of sorrow that swept him under at times. It was very touching, and the emotions he felt as he told his story translated on his face as he shot him.

You never really know someone until you walk with them in the woods and take their pictures for an artistic vision of yours.

Spoiler Alert.

When it was all done I drove him back home, said our goodbyes, and laid the fuck down. At this time Masta had me shucking and jiving at 4 fucking am. NIGGAS ARE TIIIIIED.

Hey Google, play Tired by JID.

At any rate to see the images from that exhausting day, go forth to this link.

That is actually the last photoshoot of the trying times of 2020. WOOOOOOO, lucky I survived it. Legit lucky I survived it, shit was a long ass black mirror episode no one asked to be part of.

Speaking of photoshoots (of the sorts), I had my fourth art show today. Man a nigga yeeted today. Literally as we were about to leave a swarm of bikers came toward the end, just to get pictures of us.\

ON KAMI.

ON KAMI NIGGA. I’ve never felt so flabbergasted in my life. A literal group of people I’ve never met in my life came to support me and my 2 friends who are local artist. Shit is pretty dope. I need to get better in being in front of the camera. I’m use to being behind it in case you haven’t noticed.

I guess I we are at the point in the JRPG journey were I need to level up my in front of camera stats.

I don’t know if thats a thing, but right now in this moment we are going to make it a thing.

Down The White Snake Hole

01 Friday Jan 2021

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Dear friends of Jano,

MAN alot has happened since the last time I wrote to y’all.

A whole fucking lot.

2020 was the unmitigated shit show that no one wanted. But here we are, most of us…..

For those who didn’t catch the …, I was alluding to all those who have died due to the Coronavirus…and racism, fucking racism.

Concerts got cancelled. FUCK. I was supposed to see Jhene Aiko, Halsey, Snoh, Aalegra, and R.LUM.R. Probably more but ya know humanity proved unequivocally that they won’t do anything to survive.

LIES FUCKING LIES.

But despite all the chaos of 2020, I found a way to clear a path for my art journey. Priorities folks, priorities.

A week after my bday in March, thats when shit hit the fan at my previous cotton field. And when that shit splattered I took my chance to hide under a tent of what was left of the toilet paper.

Side note, can someone please explain to me why the fuck all the toilet paper was being hoarded. Why the FUCK was that a thing?

Anyway.

Cottonfield 10 decided to comply with my cities lockdown orders, thus not counting attendance against us for the next month. So guess who did not go to the cottonfield, not I said the hybrid, not I. Well I did but only to drop off my girlfriend off since she has more of a reason to go. Me, I’m just a lowly field nigga.

But me, me nigga I rested. It felt great not to have to go to a place where my throat swelled up despite allergy medicine and masks efforts. I watched so many shows, on Kami. JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure is the legit most beautiful ridiculous anime I have seen. Ill be glad when the next part gets on Hulu. Baby Yoda is so fucking cute, Community was Hilarious. Alot of shows were watched, movies seen for the first time over the next few months. I won’t go through them all but if you are that interested then you can go through my tags for this post.

But most importantly I worked on my comic series, yea the thing that has took a deep stake in my heart since 4 years ago. For those who weren’t paying attention I reached an impasse because of CottonField 10. Simply put I was so fucking tired, SO FUCKING TIRED. 2019 to early 2020 I probably only did at least 1 and a half issues, which was the rest of Issue 6 and most of Issue 7. Frustration doesn’t even describe how I felt.

Shout out to Corona for giving me the chance to color all night like I did in 2016.

But of course all good things come to an end. Masta sent out a message to us slaves early May saying attendance was about to be mandatory again. Had the pandemic ended? Spoiler Alert, it didn’t. Actually it is still very much thriving, like the plague of yesteryears.

But shirts take a priority over peoples health I guess, yay capitalism.

Despite that new mandate via electronic pigeons, I dreaded going back. My spirit said nah Nigga. You need to understand, I loathed CottonField 10 as much as Cottonfield 4. Maybe it was the swelling of my throat, maybe it was because no one in my position was ever going to get a raise, maybe it was the new 3 day 12 hr shifts that exhausted me more so on top of the only way to get my 40 hrs was to work a 4th day at the full 12 hour capacity. But I hated that place, contemplating what the fuck am I doing with my life, loathing that I couldn’t work on my book the way I wanted, the existential ennui I felt standing in front of a dryer wondering WTF am I doing with my life.

Fun Right.

Instinctually my spirit said don’t go back. If I went back I would be condemning my spirit and my throat. Pay checks be damned, especially when they are mediocre and stable to a point.

A snake popped in my vision. Relax not a real one but a spirit snake for lack of better words.

Some of you don’t speak witch and it shows.

I know I’ve lost some people, but if you made it to this point you may as well keep reading. That Friday I decided to take a walk at the park where I shot my mermaid adventures. Ironically the date of that Friday was the same date and day as me graduating from college, May 15. I walked around and again I saw that snake, but the skin shed to white as I contemplated my life. I googled white snake symbolism and what I got was transformation and rebirth.

My mind was made up. I quit that blasted slave pit.

I quit on good terms, gave some amalgamated mesh of why I can’t stay. Along the lines of why I left, that I didn’t want to catch it and pass it on to my elder family members. Blah Blah Blah. And just like that I was out.

NIGGA I YEETED. I would have yeeted more if they gave me my unemployment, but fuck them. I hope to never see them again. Side note, my girlfriend told me there was so many cases of Corona every week. As soon Lockdown wave 1 ended they went back to their bullshit slave practices of forcing everyone to be in the same area.

But me personally, I was good. I colored to my hearts content, more so when my girlfriend got me a new chair. MAAAAAN listen my cheeks were so relieved they yeeted. So fucking relieved. I had some revisions to do, 2017 should be slapped for just hastily throwing stuff on paper. Slapped so hard. but I finally finished Act 2.

OMFG, I’m literally at the half way point. 10 issues down. 10 issues to go.

I should have kept going, but back pain was a thing. When July hit I took a hiatus to ya know live. Play video games, finally hacked my PSP that I got 11 years ago when I graduated college.

That was um a process to say the least. bricked it a few times. But I got it, at some point. Joy is playing Phantasy Star 4, and beating it. Especially when you were stuck at one part as a child.

RPG JOY BITCHES!!!

Beat Spiderman, Discovered AWICH, (YEET TO HER LIFE), did non profit work, went to Charleston finally, back to Atlanta because of the aquarium we saw in Charleston, Kayaked, climbed a mountain, taught photography to someone who helped me get one of the Infinity Stones, tried new recipes, read some books, got inspired by things for my next set of random ass drawings.Ya know all the simple things that ya don’t get to do when you are exhausted from a cotton field.

On Kami. On the Kami of all YEETS. If could just be unemployed and work on my art I would. Literally looking forward to my next unemployment stint.

I’m working at a place I never really wanted to work at again, but money is needed and I needed to loose weight from the past few months. I really became a chunky fuck. EWWWWW.

So October I restarted being a slave again, at a horrible fucking hour. The next place I shuck and jive at I hope I can wake up after the fucking sun. Thats all I ask bro. My comic work took a back seat to financial catch up, car registration and getting money for presents.

Ugh Life be like.

But my slave schedule changes soon, eventually I’ll be back to staying up all night while coloring as Spotify blares in the background. Nice to have to something to look forward to ya know.

Do I have any real hopes for 2021. nah bruh. I just wanna return status to zero by finishing all my art projects, enjoy concerts again, go to AfroPunk FINALLY, go to anime and comic cons, see my friends, not have anxiety attacks when I go out in public, survive a mutant super virus that has been ravishing the world for the past year, ya know the simple things.

I wish I could say I have alot of content for ya’ll, but I don’t. The typical Jano luck of photoshoots happening despite being talked about still ran true in 2020 as previous years. Actually I had planned on posting this issue when I did the photo and try to be con current with my life but obviously that didn’t happen.

Moral of the Story; If you hate the cotton field you shuck and jive and you get a chance to leave, leave that bitch if you can. ON KAMI. They don’t give a fuck about you or your life, and if you leave they will replace you like you never existed. Follow your dreams and take care of yourself.

It is the way.

This will probably be the most positive thing I say on this platform.

Maybe. Depends on how life goes.

At any rate thats all for now. I just woke up. Here’s hoping 2021 has way less fuckery than 2020, for the culture.

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  • New Book Series: Azure Ascendance Level 9 January 20, 2026
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